London Calling

Confession: I was a little worried about coming home. I've made so much progress in London building a new life and settling in, and I thought going home might shake that new life up in a bad way. I thought seeing old friends would make me yearn to live in California again. I thought being in the sunshine would seal the deal of wanting to stay in my bright, happy hometown.

But something odd came over me as I descended into the San Diego airport. I greeted my lovely parents and walked past everything that was too familiar. I glanced at the city skyline; although beautiful, it was unimpressive as I had seen it too many times before. 

Coming home for the holidays is the best decision I made because it reminds me that I'm not ready to be home yet. London is a'calling and I can't wait to go back and live my life there. I've still got that exploring bug, and it's not leaving anytime soon.

I have about nine more days left in San Diego, to which I will live up to the max with my dearest buddies. Then, happily pack my bags and jump on the next flight towards my new home.