You Gotta Go There To Come Back

I know that I said that I am content with living in this little northern Swedish town, but I think I might have lied. I always planned to go back to London after finishing my degree. But since I've been back for 2 years now, and barely started a degree I'm starting to panic a little... The main reason for panicking is of course the fact that I'm having second thoughts about what I really want to do with the rest of my life.

The second reason is that I see myself getting stuck in the tiny teensy town with no real hopes for the future. Dead end job, dead end flat and dead end boyfriend. That's NOT how I pictured my life 10 years ago when I slowly started planning going to London for the first time. I was going to be someone!!! And I know that the only one who can change my life to what I want it to be, is me!!

But then there are my friends, who I'll miss soooo much if I do decide to go back to the fast pace of London. They used to live there with me, back when I first moved there. They know what it's like, how mesmerizing that city can be. I miss walking down The Strand, heading towards Covent Garden, sitting on the piazza sipping latté and watching the street performers there... I miss Richmond and my favourite pub, The Marlborough... I miss The Opera Tavern and celeb spotting... The only thing I missed when I was there was my friends!

I do enjoy Sweden, but in another way. I guess I'm just aching for what I knew back then. And someday I might just go back!!!