Despite my excitement, I don't actually miss London. I love the place, don't get me wrong, but it's the people that make the city and many of them have moved on. Also, London is so tightly intertwined with my old career, a career that now seems so utterly foreign to me. And I don't miss that at all, not even on a particularly bad day in the sticks.
I thank my lucky stars I was able to leave and let go, just like that.
|Relevant picture of my foot dangerously close to massive heaps of cow dung (in London, that would be dog poop)|