Home is where the heart is.
Home is where the Wi-Fi connects itself.
Home is where Siri still thinks I live.
I’ve been away from home now for 6 months.
I’ve never been away from home for more than 6 months.
Over Christmas I spent some days at my dad’s house, and I thought what the heck am I doing moving so far away that I have to get on a plane every time I want to come home?
Over Christmas I spent some days at my old flat, and I thought what the heck am I doing leaving friends, family and my cat behind?
Coming back to the UK after Christmas strangely felt like a relief.
All the worries slowly faded away, and I got reminded of why I chose to move away.
Why I chose to leave my comfort zone, why I chose to leave everything behind.
Why I chose to move to a new country with only two suitcases.
I love the city I grew up in, and I won’t say that I’m never moving back.
But for the past two years I felt like I needed to get out of there.
I felt like if I don’t leave now, I might never leave.
I felt like if I don’t leave now, I might get stuck in a boring office job doing something I hate.
I felt like if I don’t leave now, I might suffocate.
I’m going home in about a week for a couple of days, and I cannot wait to see everybody.
I cannot wait to walk these streets again that still feel so familiar.
I cannot wait to go to my favorite cafes for brunch and have a cocktail at my favorite bar.
I cannot wait to go back in time and for three days, pretending that everything is still the same as it was 5 years ago.
Back when I was still studying at uni, back when all my friends lived in the same city and life was easy.
I know that this is all a fantasy.
People got new jobs and moved away, other people got married, and some people I don’t speak to any more.
Life goes on, nothing ever stays the same, no matter how much you want it.
So, do me a favor and embrace it.
Embrace the change.
Embrace the challenges.
Embrace the good and the bad.
Embrace that one day, it will all come to an end.