everyday post| Farewell to London
"I've had a splendid time,
and I feel that it marks an epoch in my life.
But the best of it all was the coming home."
~ Anne Shirley, Anne of Greeb Gables by L. M. Montgomery
When I was leaving London, it was a little bit different because I spent there a whole year. And in the begining of the year, I hadn't even known whether I was ever going back home. I moved there on my own in order to start a new life. I wanted to be independent, speak English, work with books and find my own place to stay. And I did all of it. I had had everything I wanted, but it never made me happy. Because after a while I realized that home is something irreplacable. And the longing feeling inside my chest told me that I had one already. My home is and always will be in the Czech Republic...
One thing I know for sure. Before I moved abroad, I always wanted more and more, but London made me want less (however contradictory it sounds). Not that I would have lost my ambitions. No. I still have loads of plans and wishes for the future. It's just that I finaly became content and satisfied with what I've got. I just don't need anything more to be happy in my life. And I think that this is actually the reason people have to go abroad - to try firsthand how difficult it is to live there to be able to see how amazing a place their home is.
I don't think I am going to miss something in particular about London. I mean, of course I will always miss all of those awesome bookshops and antiquarian shops, especially the one I worked in, as well as some of the beautiful places, like Waterloo, Covent Garden and so on. But I will definitely not be missing London as a city to live in, you know. I am and always will be very greatful for all the experiences and chances that living in there provided to me, but then again I don't think that London and I had ever belonged together...