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.