Life is too precious to settle.
Two months ago I left my home in London for a new adventure 3,000 miles away. From the outside my life in London was sorted – I had a great flat (just a short tube ride away from my parents and siblings), a successful career in advertising and an active social life. But deep down I knew I wasn’t happy.
Because although my life was ticking all the boxes I was becoming increasingly aware that each day felt just like the last, and the predictability and monotony was becoming suffocating.
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