I often wonder why this, can't just be enough.
I grew up in the most laid back, sunniest part of the world, with the best beaches, where everyone seems to get paid a ton of money for not doing a whole lot, where the food is fresh, life is easy and my big, beautiful family live. Yet I continue to stay drawn to the other side of the world, where the winters are dark and long, life is hard work and the city can be relentless. ⠀
I sometimes wish I didn't have this fire in my belly that thrives on small chances, hints of new opportunity, constant change and the thrill of discomfort. But it's what I live for whether I like it or not.
Maybe one day I'll be happy and content with simply sunshine, the sea and my family close by. But for now my heart always returns to London and my soul needs to be part of the action.
Grateful to call both home and to know I always have the choice to be where my heart takes me.