going

So my last day here has been quite chill. Went to the gym and then stayed home cooking for the family. I'm almost done packing my bag and I've already checked in for tomorrow's flight back home to London.

Right now I don't feel anything, but just as it's gonna be sad leaving home, it's gonna be amazing to step off the plane and go back to my life in London.

This summer has given so much yet taken more than I thought it could. It feels like such a short time spent now when I think about it, but now thought of actually not living here is a bit alien. But I know where ever I go I will be fine. I adapt.