It has been almost two months since I left London for good. I still don't realise I am not coming back. At least for the time being.. My last months living there were some kind of a whirlwind.. From the 3rd of January my life as I knew it changed and two months later I was back to what it is supposed to be home..
In those two months I had some rough times and other very sweet ones.. I think I'd rather stay with the sweet.
My 6 and a half years living there were like a roller coaster, fortunately I spent more time in the highs, meeting all sorts of people from which I learnt so much, having experiences I never thought I would have and definitely growing up in so many ways, I made myself in London.. My personality is now formed from what I have learnt there, it does not compare to anything else.. All my references changed when I started living on my own in a foreign city that made me what I am now.
I hope I took the right decision, I hope to have the courage to keep on looking on to my pathway as evolution, not as a step back otherwise these past years would be totally lost.
I think this is the time to make it happen.
