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So damn true.
I can’t believe that I have to leave London. I can’t get over that sinking feeling. Everything about this city has ‘ME’ all over it. My best friends are here. My extended family are here.
It pains me to leave my best friends behind; one of the woes of living such a nomadic life style. I said that I would stop complaining; this isn’t a complaint, it’s just the way I feel.
The memories of London are etched into my mind, my soul – something I can’t let go of even when I have tried in the past. These are memories that make me smile.
