London Day Ten
I woke up, after having nicely packed my luggage the evening before, heavy hearted. I knew we’d be leaving today and I couldn’t help feeling sad.
It’s strange. I love living in Chicago. It makes me happy and safe and affords me a wonderful life. But every time I get a taste of another place, it tastes good.
Really good.
I’m not going to move here, but I could see myself living here for a bit I think. That’s definitely not something for now, and maybe not even in the near future. And with any luck, I’ll be returning for some business next year. But I’m sad to go. I’ve gotten used to being here and living in this routine.
I’m comfortable. That’s really what I like.
We’re off to the airport this afternoon. Then home. It’ll be wonderful to see my family and my cats. But I will miss London.
Cheers.