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I’ve been feeling like this all day. I can’t believe I have to leave. I don’t want to but I have to. The very thought of having to leave London, pains me. The ache that I have in my heart is just something I can’t even begin to explain.
I know I said I would stop complaining – and this isn’t a complaint, this is rationalizing and coming to a realization. Over the last few years, after setting up base in India, in some ways I have become very cynical, and I’ve been unhappy at some level. I’ve known this.
Being back in London opened a flood gate of memories; cleared the path to the old me – the me that I lost somewhere in transition. The time spent with close friends is something I treasure deeply and I hadn’t realized just how much I missed being around them.
I can’t stop the tears rolling down my face … because I know I won’t be the same person once I leave .. but I’m going to try to hold on to that.
