25 Sep Change of Cities – Change of Perspective
There is comfort on the other side of change
When the idea of moving to London first came up, I felt both excited and daunted in equal measure. Sydney had always been home. I was living in a great apartment, surrounded by an awesome network of friends, and performing well as a consultant at Montgomery—all with the beach right on my doorstep! Why leave all that for the unknown?
This was the question I was still asking myself, deep down, as I boarded the plane to London. Opportunity awaited, but so did the fear of the unknown.
Fast forward, and I’ve now been living in London for four months. Each day still feels like an adventure. Every morning, I’m greeted by the hum of double-decker buses, the chatter of people hurrying to work, and the mix of old and new that surrounds me. There’s an energy in the city that’s hard to describe; history feels alive on every street corner. Every day brings something new. Lately, I’ve been wondering what it’ll feel like when I go back to Sydney for Christmas. Will it seem quieter, maybe even boring, compared to the fast pace of London? Or will I find a new appreciation for the familiarity? I think both could be true.
It’s not just about the cities, though. Anytime we make a big change—whether it’s moving somewhere new, starting a new job, or trying something different—it also changes us. The places we once knew might feel different, not because they’ve changed, but because we have. A new perspective, coupled with distance, allows for growth.
Growth isn’t about leaving things behind; it’s about how we move forward. Each new experience adds something to who we are, and sometimes, it’s only when we look back that we realise just how far we’ve come. When I head back to Sydney, I know it might feel different. But no matter what, it’s still part of my journey. Each step along the way has its own meaning, and that’s something I’ll carry with me.
Regrets? I have a few. But moving to London isn’t one of them.
