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When I was a child, I used to play a movie in my head, over an over again. In that story, I was in my early twenties, with an amazing job in London (always there); with all my life figured out.\nThe scene went something like this:<\/p>\n
When I was a child, I used to play a movie in my head, over an over again. In that story, I was in my early twenties, with an amazing job in London (always there); with all my life figured out.
\nThe scene went something like this:<\/p>\n
I enter a cafe, some bells ring when I open the door. I place my order (an americano, a cappuccino, it doesn\u2019t matter) and sit on a table next to the window. Then, I hear him. I hear the voice of the man who will turn my whole life upside down.
\nIt\u2019s raining outside.<\/p>\n
Never went further than that, but that was enough to tell everyone: I want to live in London one day.<\/p>\n
Working on it\u2026.<\/strong><\/p>\n That\u2019s why when I applied for a Master\u2019s, all my options were in England. I applied to three universities and got accepted in all of them. One was in London, the other one in York and the last one in Essex. After thinking about it for weeks, I decided I wanted to study in York. (London was such a big city and seemed harder to handle all by myself. The little girl living inside me was a bit disappointed, but she understood my reasons).<\/p>\n I read about York’s history, I saw pictures, I fell in love with every corner of this centennial, fortress city. Sometimes I wonder what would\u2019ve been of my life if I had stuck to that decision. I don\u2019t think about it with regret, on the contrary, I\u2019m so glad I\u2019m living in Turku and I wouldn\u2019t change it, but I guess it\u2019s normal to ask to ourselves from time to time: What if (?)\u2026.<\/p>\n So here I am. Away from Turku, writing this inside a cafe in England, hidden from the rest of the world: pretending this is my life, in a parallel universe. Maybe I\u2019m here to learn that some things are supposed to last forever -like the buildings, cathedrals, walls, that have been here for hundreds of years- while others, are just a matter of time -like my presence in this continent, the people I know, the coffee I\u2019m drinking-.<\/p>\n The bells ring. It\u2019s raining outside.<\/p>\n When I was a child, I used to play a movie in my head, over…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":14107,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[37],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-14106","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-blog"},"yoast_head":"\n
\nAfter a month or two, my mom found the application for \u00c5bo Akademi, I applied and the rest is history, but for some time, my mind was in York.<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/tys.fi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/kirkko-252x300.jpg\")
What If\u2026.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nHow did I end up here? In the most random way (like every single time I have travelled). Ironically, if I had studied in York -starting last summer- I would\u2019ve still been here (I say \u201cstill” because the master\u2019s programs can last only 1 year when you\u2019re an overseas student in England).<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/tys.fi\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/05\/Image-3-169x300.jpeg\")
I like to believe there\u2019s a reason for me to be here, that there\u2019s something I need to learn, something I need to do or maybe something in this trip that is going to change my life.<\/p>\nBlogger: Laila<\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"