It's 7 in the evening. I'm sitting by the window with a hot mug of hazelnut coffee, shifting my attention back and forth towards the boats pass slowly along the Thames and the TV. Contented? Duh!! What more can i ask for? Well, how bout this moment, minus having to figure out liability under the Water Industry Act 1991??
I realized what it is that i love so much about being in London. It's the air of independence and freedom that i feel being on this British soil! Life in UK is my own - i established and built it up, single-handedly, without the help of my family. I learnt my way around, learnt how things work here, established my very own everyday routine....and through that all, i grew and matured in my very own capacity, which i am immensely proud of.
I can't help but feel jealous at the bunch of juniors - i wished i had another year at the bar. If i did, i would have done things very very differently. To a great extent, i regretted how i spent my year - no doubt, i did get the grades but in pursuit of that, i missed out a lot of the fun and life as a Londoner. I suppose you ain't wrong if you concluded that the reason i want to be back is to experience the life that i missed....but the only difference is, i don't have many friends left in London now. I wished i did not fall ill, but as i have came to terms with, it's giving up something in exchange for something greater and better.
"Tomorrow is a dream away?" You bet! =)
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