"Like countless others I had a love/hate relationship with London. I struggled for months to find a permanent job, a decent flat, functional housemates and a solid group of friends. There were days when I'd seriously question why people chose to live in a city that ate me up and spat me out at the best of times, where simple tasks were a constant battle. But gradually that cold, grey capital drew me in and seduced me one day, one month, then one year at a time. I felt like London was the world and the world was at my fingertips."
Retirado deste belíssimo texto por Ashleigh Davis.
Ir embora deve ser sempre difícil e estranho, ainda mais quando não é por vontade própria.