Hello again, Cambridge…

So I did it. I left London and moved back to Cambridge, where my daughter lives, so I can be closer to her in these weird times we are living. I have been tinkering about this for long, you might have heard about it. When I worked for a remote studio a couple of years ago I thought it was the time. Then I moved to a “office” studio, and I thought it wasn’t. Work has always has dictated my location. One good thing (damn, some positive thinking in me…) this pandemic has given is allowing us to move to a nicer (possibly cheaper) place, closer to loved ones, and do work from home, something I said before it was the future. I wish I could predict the future again…

Since I’ve moved here I’ve spent most of my free time revisiting familiar, and not so familiar places. It has been a great feeling so far, like meeting an old friend who you haven’t talked to since long. Somehow it feels like time hasn’t passed. Old grudges and disappointments feel like something irrelevant, given how things are.

Even now, in the middle of the second lockdown, this city feels more like home to me, something I wasn’t able to say about London, even after spending some years there.