october 28th, 2003
It was 3 years ago today that I first arrived here to collect some keys in an envelope left at a lonely company flat. That night as I climbed into a strange bed I was excited but apprehensive and if I was honest probably didn’t expect to still be here 3 years later.
But I am, and I am happy. Deep down I don’t know if the life I have here, living downtown, in a 1,400 sq ft apartment, travelling a lot and entertaining a lot is sustainable – somehow my life at home seemed a lot more grown up and it is hard to imagine that I will be here forever, even though I have a Green Card application form sitting on my desk at work.
Life here is good though; there is something very veritable about this land of opportunity. My job, which was the motivation for me coming here in the first place, has been good. I have met some great people, I love this city and I have a lot of fun.
I was wondering last night if I have changed. I guess that is for other people to answer. My life changed suddenly forever before I came to the States, so it is hard to imagine what kind of life I would now be living if I’d stayed at home.
I am still a sarcastic cheeky bastard though and although during the first 6 months it was questionable I have kept my sanity. Certain people, well one in particular is to be credited with that. No, apart from becoming a bit more lenient with people and more patient, I don’t think I have changed at all. My mates at home, my family, my beloved Addicks and this blog
are all reasons for that.