I don’t even know where to start.
Whilst walking through the busy streets of the city I’m reminded of all of the reasons why I wanted to leave in the first place. How can a city so loud and full of love and hope make someone feel so lonely?
As I walked I wandered if any of the passing faces where wandering the exact same as me. Is everyone just putting on a smile to hide the pain they currently feel on the inside?
After moving back to London and getting back into work, I’m left with the question – Shit, did I make the right decision? Yes, of course I have. Yes I might feel sad right now because so much has changed in such a small space of time but no, I refuse to let it control my whole body. Going to work has felt like a chore for the past two weeks, all I have wanted to do is stay in bed and sleep. I didn’t want to be just another fish swimming in the busy streets of London pretending to be happy. After countless amounts of dinners with friends and ranting sessions with the best friends I finally find myself sitting at my desk feeling content with my situation.
This city may make you feel lonely at times but it is so full of love, I guess you just have to be reminded every now and then.