Moving Day

So it finally arrives. I sit here in an empty room that I am no longer paying for, looking around at the bare white walls and the empty shelves, essentially a squatter, too excited to sleep and too restless to concentrate on doing anything for more than a few minutes. So my impulse is to sit down and write something, and make the most of the internet as who knows how long I may be in limbo without it.

London. New apartment, new home, new life, new start. I don't usually take the route of sentimentality and new beginnings; usually I would say that they don't exist, that everything just continues on in one big theatrical display of regrets and fuck-ups and attempts at change. But this is different. Moving to Birmingham was a new start, but I was still at school, still studying, still under the wing of academia. And now that it's over this seems more drastic, more permanent. I hope that it won't all just fall apart around me like the student housing I've lived in for the last two years, but in the back of my mind something tells me that there is a likelihood that it will. I'm a pessimist, but this is something I can't help being optimistic about; becoming a "Londoner". Once I am there I know that leaving again will be like a defeat, and that really isn't something I want to give in to.

Tomorrow I will pack my life into a car, drive to London and unpack it again. I will be hundreds of miles away from most of the people I know, basically alone in the Big Smoke, anxious, excited, and more than anything, happy in the knowledge that I have accomplished another lifetime goal which has been at the forefront of my mind for the last year. I will be in one of the greatest cities in the world, a place I genuinely want to live. And even if it does go wrong somewhere, I can hold onto that fact at the very least. But enough of that soppy bullshit.

Thanking my friends and family, I am well aware that nothing comes easily, and the path ahead is bound to be full of potholes, or piles of rubble that I will need to be climbed in order to continue. My education is over (for the time being). I am entering full time work for the first time, and this will more likely than not douse the creativity that university has set alight. So starting this blog is the first paving stone to expressing my thoughts and opinions along the way. Somewhere to scribble down whatever comes into my mind that seems important enough to document.

Enough for now. Tomorrow is moving day.

Goodbye Birmingham, it's been fun.