Tuesday, 25th July 2017

I'm looking to move again. its taken about 5 years of living prison-like in a room with 3 walls, a bed made of wooden planks and sofa bed mattress, no window but a skylight, feeling so trapped that the only way to survive is to sleep or get drunk, to push down the claustrophobic feeling and breaking nerves.
I've done very well all considering, and there have been times when I've considered moving and could have but never felt comfortable with the increase in rent versus life in London. Recently however I've been looking at moving to another part of England, places where for the same price of a room in a house share living with two or three strangers I may not even like, I could get a two bedroom house, and begin to really make a home of it. Places where I could walk to work instead of travelling for 3 hours a day, places that have cycle lanes through areas of natural beauty so I could finally be more active like I've wanted for so long. The downside of course will be the lack of similar minded individuals, the predicted loneliness of not having my friends around.