So maybe your life is in shambles and you run away to London to get your head straight. Sure, you don't really have a plan but the Universe does, and before you know it, some kid from Kingston has completely turned your world upside and your body i...
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"No, I'm good, Ma, really. We just landed. I'll call you later after I get to the flat. Love you too." You hit End and waited for the other passengers to disembark. What am I doing here, you thought. You glanced out the tiny window. Heathrow was a gleaming in the morning sun.
London seemed like a safe bet to lose yourself. After the divorce, you found yourself floundering and to be frank, and extremely depressed. You tried to get your shit together for several months but the shitpile just seemed to get bigger and bigger. Finally, you had enough; you quit your job, sold your half of the assets from your settlement and put a deposit on a flat in southwest London. Pretty bonkers but you'd already lost it all, so what the hell else did you have to lose?
The aisle cleared so you grabbed your carry on and headed to the baggage area. After 45 minutes of torture at customs, you finally stepped out into the brisk, English air and took a deep breath. Taxis lined the curb, people were piling into back seats with luggage in tow. You nodded at a cabbie who was eyeing you and he smiled and popped the trunk. You crawled into the back seat.
"Where to, miss?", he asked, his eyebrows raised at you in the rear view mirror. You swallowed and looked out the window. What AM I doing here, you asked yourself again. I need this, you told yourself, for clarity, hell for my sanity. But it is crazy, isn't it? It's crazy to leave it all behind with nothing but a suitcase and an old pack of Juicy Fruit in your jeans. No it's not crazy, it's life. It's living. It's do or do not, there is no try Yoda shit. It's overcoming and letting go. It's adventure.
"Miss?", the cabbie turned around in his seat. You slid a piece of Juicy Fruit between your lips and smiled, "Second star on the right and straight on til morning."
