Another year comes to a close and I sit here sleepless in the middle of the night on a bed in an unfamiliar house in one of the world's most popular city in a foreign land. But I would be wrong if I were to leave out the adventures I've had in this city.
London has treated me well over the past several months. I've met people from all over the world, dined with some of the most interesting people, worked alongside some brilliant people and have watched some lively festivities in town, but what I have not done is find a good friend to hang out on those dreary days when nothing is going my way.
However, there is a silver lining on the horizon- I go to my friend's wedding in three weeks and I can't wait to get into my car's driving seat again. Perhaps what I really miss is the intimacy of another lady- her warmth between the cool cotton sheets and her conversations over dinner.
But that is no excuse for me moping around on the internet and feeling sorry for myself for absolutely nothing that I can change. But I can't shake this funny feeling that I feel a void somewhere deep inside me that I never thought possible. I know theoretically- we go through a certain preordained cycle of emotions after a breakup- Denial, Anger, Bargain, Depression and Acceptance- but no one ever told me how to identify where I am! Its funny how I can diagnose someone else, but not myself!
London has treated me well over the past several months. I've met people from all over the world, dined with some of the most interesting people, worked alongside some brilliant people and have watched some lively festivities in town, but what I have not done is find a good friend to hang out on those dreary days when nothing is going my way.
However, there is a silver lining on the horizon- I go to my friend's wedding in three weeks and I can't wait to get into my car's driving seat again. Perhaps what I really miss is the intimacy of another lady- her warmth between the cool cotton sheets and her conversations over dinner.
But that is no excuse for me moping around on the internet and feeling sorry for myself for absolutely nothing that I can change. But I can't shake this funny feeling that I feel a void somewhere deep inside me that I never thought possible. I know theoretically- we go through a certain preordained cycle of emotions after a breakup- Denial, Anger, Bargain, Depression and Acceptance- but no one ever told me how to identify where I am! Its funny how I can diagnose someone else, but not myself!
