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Moving to London

I’m moving to London soon, probably by the end of the month, to work in social media and online content for a charity.

It doesn’t feel very real even though I’ve been working towards moving to London for a social media role since I graduated University a few months ago, as I’ve been volunteering in online content creation, working alongside companies and bloggers as well as interviewing for roles in London, as that’s truly where the best opportunities for these types of jobs are!

I’m mega excited, and I’ll be even more excited once I’ve got a place to live sorted. That’s my major stress right now, however I’m down in London for a couple days next week, so I’ll hopefully leave with a place to live. I’m still not sure on which area I want to live in, though I’m increasingly leaning towards south London for some reason.

It’s going to be a massive change, but the last few months have been about adjusting to life back at home, and now it’ll be about adjusting to life elsewhere. I’ve questioned myself a million times over about why I want to be moving to somewhere so busy, expensive and far away, but every time I still want to go. I want to challenge myself by living so far from the North West where I’ve spent my entire life, I want to try something completely new and submerge myself in a completely different life and environment for a little bit. I love London, I’m beginning to know it pretty well, and I loved nothing more than living in a city. I miss living with friends and people my own age. Living at home is fine, I like seeing my family a lot, it’s a hell of a lot cheaper, but it’s not something you can easily go back to after living independently.

I’m going to miss my home life a great deal, I’ll miss seeing my friends regularly, seeing my family all the time, and I’ll just generally miss Liverpool. However, if I don’t do this now I never will, right now I’m not arsed about living in a shoebox sharing with people I don’t know, I don’t have many commitments nor ties here, and a bunch of my friends are scattered all over the country now university is over, so I’m already getting used to people important to me being far away. For about four years I’ve been toying with the idea of living in London, and it’s probably only been in the last two that I have taken it as a serious idea. It’s something I know I have to do or will regret for the rest of my life.

Maybe I’ll absolutely hate it and want to move home, maybe I’ll love it more than I’ve loved anything in my entire life! By choosing to move out, and to somewhere so expensive, I’m choosing to give up a lot of disposable income, and by that I mean travelling. Travelling is sort of my main aim in life, but this is something I need to do now and will be putting that on hold for a while. I’ve had a good couple of years, I’ve seen a fair bit of Europe and spent a month in Japan! Plus I’m sure I can still make some short trips happen somehow. Maybe. Who knows.

I’m grateful to have started this blog, I can’t wait to document the next step on here, the good and the bad. There’s a series I’ve had in mind for a long time that I can finally start soon. I’m glad I’ll be able to look back and follow my life from mid-2014 to whenever I stop doing this, hopefully never.

It’s surprisingly how much our opinions and aims change, I remember as telling a friend at 13/14 that I’d be happy to stay in our hometown forever, but I left at 19 for university and hated coming back to it. At 16 my aim was to become a physicist and do shit with space, I dunno what, I realised I’m not great at science and it all left my head. A teacher at school wrote in my leaver’s book that even though she thought I could excel at a career involving English/writing that I’d probably go down the science path.

Jokes on you Mrs Cassin, English is probably the most relevant subject we studied to my career goals and personal interests!! Or the jokes on me there, as I spent a while thinking I could do science, I’m proving now that I can’t ‘do science’ by using the phrasing ‘do science’.

Anyway, to sum up I’m moving to the big smoke, I’m probably gonna be tired, poor, and grumbly all the time, but it’s gonna be wicked.

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