Leaving London

Ok London, I'm ready to move on.

We've had nine wonderful years together and it's been good while it lasted but I've been feeling unsettled for a long time, as you know.

I want more.

I want to see other people, family, friends.

It's not you, it's me.

Just let me go, please.

Comments

Old Cheeser said…
So did you sell your house then? Is it really happening?
8:03 PM
Glenda Young said…
Not yet, that's why I'm asking London to let me go ;-) We had a buyer who lost her job through redundancy and have another buyer now - but it's taking forver.
9:06 PM
Anonymous said…
If it *really* loves you, it will let you go....;)
12:51 AM
Old Cheeser said…
Yes the house buying/selling stuff can be a right old rigmarole...however GOOD LUCK!! Yes, send out your prayers to the universe and it will happen. Keep us posted, pet.
5:19 PM
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