home.

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.