Why I Moved to London
Many have asked why I decided to move to London. Well there are a multitude of reasons. Some I really don’t want to discuss at this time. What I will say, is that I had a real desire for change. I felt stuck in Chicago. I felt like my inner self was dying. While I had made significant progress in bettering myself in the early years, I really didn’t feel like I was making progress the last few. So it was time to move on. I thought I would be moving on with Racquetball Guy, but alas, that did not happen. So here I am off on an adventure of my own. Thankfully, I was able to secure a transfer to my company’s London office. But if that had not happened, I would have moved anyway. Living in Chicago in that same apartment for 10 years sucked the life out of me towards the end. I wasn’t completely happy. Am I happy completely happy now? In all honesty, I can’t say yes, but finally I can breathe again. There is a level of excitment that was lacking before. Perhaps it’s living in a new city and meeting lots of new people. Things (life really) has suddently become interesting again. So how long will I stay? I don’t know really. Perhaps until I can’t breathe again. But something tells me that won’t happen here. I’ve been here less than a month and despite all the challenges (really the expense), I feel optimistic about the future.