London Calling

I was talking to my mom last night and telling her how London has really started to grow on me. Everyone always told me what a wonderful city it is but I had some trouble settling into its rhythm during the fall/winter. However, as the weather has started to warm and my busy routine has become comfortable, I've grown to appreciate the city in which I have spent the past 8 months. For a while I was looking forward to heading home for summer, I couldn't wait to return to something familiar. Now, when I think about it, I feel sad at the thought of leaving. My mom told me if I wanted to I could stay, which is amazing and wonderful that she would give me that option. But I want to be home. I want to have the space to focus on my dissertation. I want to spend time with my old man of a dog. I want to see my friends. But I think that one day, in the not too distant future, London will call me back and I will be happy to return.