An Investment in Exploration
There are 172 days, 19 hours and 55 minutes until graduation (not that I’m counting).
But, technically, that means that there are only 172 days left to do totally irresponsible things and have it still be kind of, technically, OK.
That’s what I am telling myself anyway in order to justify spending what is almost literally half of my life savings on an impulsive trip to London–again!
I cannot wait.
I’ve written about this before but I think one of the best feelings in the whole world is being able to return to a place that you thought you were done with. A good place. A place with memories loaded into every sight, smell, sound, touch and taste. Feelings that you never thought you’d be lucky enough to feel again, except in your memories.
That’s how I felt returning to Hayward two summers ago.
And that’s how I feel about going back to London.
Of course I am already plotting out my trips back to the London Eye, Buckingham, Harrod’s, Westminster and all the other typical tourist sights, but more so, I can’t wait to see the things I thought I took for granted. My old street, my ‘home’ tube station, the grocery store under my flat.
My parents weren’t exactly thrilled about my investment in exploration but when opportunity arises, I say take it, and figure out the rest later.