For the past few days, I’ve been trying to soak in as much London culture and scenery as possible. I’m not a big ‘city’ girl, so I never really took a shine to the London way of life. But still… I want to cram in as much as possible, while I can. It’s not that I think I’m going to miss it, I just dont want to miss out on it, either.
I went to dinner with a friend last night. We went to that resteraunt that I’ve always been meaning to go to. We drank too much wine and talked for 5 hours straight. At the end, I promised to meet up and do it again before I left. It was only during the despicable “Am I hungover?” phase of the morning when I suddenly realised that the promise I made is going to be a bit tricky to keep.
With only a few weeks left, I’m swiftly running out of time to do all the things that I’ve been meaning to do. I have old aquaintences I need to see. I have places that I want to see one more time.
I think what I will miss will be the people and the faces of Harrow. I’ve spent a lot of time here, and made a handful of really close friends. I’ll miss them when I leave. Dont get me wrong, I’m looking forward to leaving, but I’ll still miss saying ‘Good Morning’ to the crew at work, and speaking to my favorite clients on the phone.
“Small Business IT, this is Jacqui speaking. How can I help you?”
I wont miss the assholes.
My days are rolling on, toward the final day when I’ll switch off the lights, log out of my system and put the phones on message bank. Once I lock that door, it’ll be the full-stop in the Harrow chapter.
I have less than a month to memorise the lifestyle and the scenery in this part of the world because I doubt I’ll be coming back in a hurry. There’s some place better I need to find.