It was very windy out there two nights ago. The sound of the gusty wind reminds me how blessed I am for having a shelter to stay protected, plus with a view of London’s financial district’s skyscrapers . I knew I have to jot this down, so looking back one day reminds me of what I have gone through.
It has been nine months since I graduated, and nearly three months since I returned to the UK from Malaysia. I am now in London, still jobless. While many questioned the rationale behind our decision to stay here for another couple of years and seemingly going against the trend where development (and jobs) are moving to the east, we strongly believe that this is a necessary step to realise our dreams.
Admittedly, it could be the wrong decision. But Alex and I are strong believers that the right or wrong of decisions depends on how we walk our journey, and we took the path less taken. We cannot guarantee that things will work out the way we wanted to be, but I think we tend to regret over things we have not tried and done rather than the things we have done.