Playing Springsteen in my head on a rooftop in BurnabyPosted: March 17, 2015
The sunset here reminds me of last spring when I went to Edinburgh and climbed Arthur’s seat. I came back to Canada and I’m doing what I said I wanted to do, seeing more of the country, but I still wonder if I should have stayed in the UK longer.
I miss the double decker busses and the trains out to Croydon. I miss the people I didn’t have time to really get to know. I miss the way they spoke, even if I sometimes didn’t understand it. I miss the place where I did yoga and I miss running along the Thames. I miss the late late summer sunsets and the fact that I didn’t need more than a light jacket from mid-February on. I’m glad I came home before my grandfather died, and I’m glad I had my family around me so we could try to climb our way out from under the pile of grief that landed on us (and then kept coming) together.
It doesn’t look like I’ll move back to England any time soon. I don’t know for sure but at the moment I don’t feel it. Time to start looking for new adventures, I guess.