Lots of people seem to settle very happily into new areas and make it their home. For some reason I never really feel like “this is the place forever”. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed living almost everywhere I’ve lived but I’ve never settled properly.
I’ve lived in Manchester, Bristol, Cambridge, and London… and Cardiff.. the only place I hated living in (wrong choice).
The only place I really feel like “home” is somewhere I’ve never lived! My grandfather was from Pembrokeshire and every time I visit I think “ah finally, home”. But then in reality I know full well I could never live there… I’d go crazy as beautiful as it is