Golders Green, London


We know how time flies but surely im not back in London already? It's sad but true, my seven-week recuperation period back home is up and it's time to move on again. Except i dont think im ready for what's ahead of me.

I tire easily these days and havent exactly been in the pink of health, was having a tough time with my nose during my 13-hour flight here and i think i must have caught a bug or something, not the swine variety i dont think.

I suppose i wont be doing much for my one week here in the city other than catching up with a few close friends and enjoy the last of summer. As much as i loath the heat back home i cant help wishing the sun would linger just a bit longer here.

you want what you cant get.

And isnt that true, im starting to miss the local food back home already, the food that i have taken granted of and wasnt the least excited about when it was offered before me.

I take comfort in knowing that the minute ive had enough of this oversea experience, i can just purchase the next ticket outta here and be back home in the same day, talk about the convenience of traveling these days.

but as for now, i can still handle the uncertainties that i see before me, i live for that! i just hope i can settle down sooner rather than later before it wears me out.

i'm a survivor and i know it.

And God bless the highspeed WIFI here!