Living in London 369 days.
At the job 364 days.
Was in the old flat for 360 days.
So much and so little has changed in that time.
Hopefully all for the better.
Almost exactly one year after me, my brother is also fleeing the nest for a job somewhere foreign, with no idea how it'll work out, leaving a new girlfriend behind. The parallels are eerie.
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