Through Brexit Tinted Glasses

Monday, July 25, 2016

Late 2015: I had accepted my fate and moved on. I moved on to looking at jobs in the states and found one that I loved and that luckily loved me back enough to hire me. Come that day I had a lump in my throat standing in Paddington Station before boarding the Heathrow Express, breathing in the freezing British air and listening to the hum of traffic in the streets, the rush of commuters on their cell phones as if that was my actual paradise. But I knew that I was leaving with a great thing ahead of me.

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