It’s been almost a year since I wrote my post, Brighton to London: The life of a commuter. I had no idea of the delays, boredom and general f**k-uppery that was to come with commuting for 4 hours. Every. Single. Day.
But that’s all over now, as I’ve finally made the move to London!
Goodbye 6am starts, falling asleep on the last train home and trying to split my life between two cities…oh hai half-hour commute, more time to explore London and LIE INS.
And the reason for all this was starting my first full-time job at Hogarth Worldwide one year ago. How time has flown.
So I just wanted to let you know that I haven’t dropped off the face of the earth. I’m alive.
In many ways…
I’ve survived 12 months in the world of work. During that time I’ve progressed from proofreader to copywriter and along the way I’ve met some awesome people and become more confident.
I’ve discovered my passion for yoga – it’s now my go-to hobby for stress relief, fun, mindfulness, building strength, flexibility and endurance, and a sense of achievement (so far I’ve managed a headstand, handstand and a walkover).
I’ve learnt to skateboard – something I always wanted to do as a kid, but never had the opportunity. Rad.
I got a tattoo! It only took 5 minutes but it was pretty damn painful. So pleased with it though. Totally worth it.
I’ve grown to love London despite it being a sweaty, busy, MASSIVE place.
Oh and I jumped out of a plane and lived to tell the tale (and raised £373.75 for children’s charity, Coram)!
But moving to London had to be done. I’m much happier now – I have so much more time and I feel more grounded being in one place.
I’m now looking forward to the next chapter of my life living in London, spending more time with my friends and going on adventures in the city…
…to make each day count!