babysteps.

The dream is getting closer and more alive for each day.
Today I took one step, tomorrow I'll take another.
Reality slaps me in the face and I smile; I'm not even snoozing from my wake up calls.

Zoë and I are having a chitchat about when the day comes. She promised to bring a piano and serenade me with Viva La Gloria as I pass through arrivals at Heathrow.