I am at Baker Street, just watched the DVD again, which you recorded for my birthday last year.
You were so arrogant and rude in the video, and so cute and charming, just like you have always been.
Baker Street still the same as you are living here. Of course, you maybe wake up anytime. If you come back and find something wrong or missing here, you would be furious and I'm afraid I or Mrs Hudson would be blamed, and our poor wall most likely would suffer again.
Now I and Mrs Hudson living normally, waiting for you to come home.
Here is your home. The hospital is not.
Don't always fell into a deep sleep, like a child.
It's enough, get up! The Scotland Yard and the British government have a lot of interesting cases waiting for you. Lack of your extraordinary mind, your brother and Greg should have headaches, and the criminals in London feel lonely as well.
Without the most ridiculous bastard's intellectual sarcasm, my birthday is not the same.
My life is not the same.
I need you, Sherlock.
