THE DOOR

The 2020 year is different for us.

We must wear masks. I feel strange when I wear the mask. I feel like my mouth is “closed” and I can’t say anything.

This feeling is familiar for me. I arrived in London one year ago and I didn’t know English. My mouth was “closed” because I could speak only Bulgarian.

English is a “door” to the world. In the beginning, this “door” was closed for me.

Nowadays the “door“ is a little bit open so I can see the light behind it.

I dream of the time when I will be able to speak English fluently and the “door” to the world will be open.