when i moved to london, i loved the city instantly. i loved the history, the people, the buildings, the boroughs and most of all the sense of adventure that my life suddenly had. don’t get me wrong, there were tough moments – indeed some of the lowest moments of my life – but i knew that london was where i needed to be.
my experience of moving to sydney, has not quite been the same. i love being closer to my family, the warmer weather, our circle of friends, the beauty of the harbour and beaches, and my lifestyle; but i don’t love the city in the way i love london.
i was pondering this the other day and the answer came to me: i’m still in transition. i left london because i needed a different lifestyle. my brain tells me that i needed to be healthier and save more, but my heart still wants the fun.
when i think about it, i’m really happy with my choice: work is going well, we’ve bought a house!!!!, i’m saving heaps more, i’m eating better food, i’m spending more time with my family, and i’m exercising a lot more . but beneath that happiness a candle still burns – and i think it always will – for the city that made me who i am.
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