Above us only sky

The fact is that no matter how many doubts I have about living here, when I see the sun slowly set over Allerton, I fall in love with this place all over again. There is a beauty in the sky I never knew before, a beauty in the golden beams, coating the world in an orange hue. It might just be the coastal light, the rays reflect on the river, but then I'd know it from back home, wouldn't I? It might just be the English sky, a different light, we're closer to somewhere or other. It might just be the ground, the bricks, the trees. But it is different. The sky is different. It is so grand, so wide. It seems the sky is smaller, there, back home. I would crane my neck and see the rooftops, see the trees. But here, above me only sky. There is very little which makes me happier than drawing back my curtains in the morning and seeing a sky of the purest blue, with soft white clouds spotted here and there. And then at night, there are the stars. Endless, bright, shining stars. The moon is brighter too, somehow. At home, the moon is all I see. Perhaps the Northern star, but here the stars are plentiful, right above my head. No need to travel to the countryside, no need to shade my eyes against the lanterns. Lightpollution at home, it does really cloud your view. I never thought it was so bad, I thought it was only normal for a city, but here I am, next to a busy street and yet the stars are cleared than I've ever seen before. I am closer to nature here, it seems. I do miss Belgium, from time to time; my friends, my life, my family, my pets. But when I walk outside, when I cycle through Liverpool and its many parks, I feel happy and at ease. The air is clearer, the sky is brighter, the sun is warmer on my face. Or maybe it's just Spring, after a long and cold Winter.