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About three months ago I made the move to Edinburgh, although only part-time, living up here Monday to Thursday, and in back in Bristol Friday to Sunday.

So, how has it gone?

Well, to be brutally honest, not well. The job itself isn't what it was supposed to be and I am not really enjoying it that much. It is, fundamentally, quite dull and quite administrative. And I am not that good at either. There are reasons for why the role has gone this way, but the reality is that I am probably doing less up here than I was in my old job, and that is frustrating. Don't get me wrong, this is a very nice crowd to work for, but the job itself...

Living up here has been fun, although I haven't really made the most of it. I like my flat, I like my flatmate, I like the city. I like going for a run along the canal and, when fitter, would enjoy the run around the Meadows and up to the Seat.

The travelling itself has been fine, although the Monday morning 4am starts can be a little hard at times, and I am more tired than normal.

But I miss so much. I miss EF, I miss my house, the cats, the run into work, the #wwb crowd and wands around the docks. I miss my Bristol flatmate, other friends, chance encounters with people I know. I miss having time, and I just seem to have much less of it now I am doing this.

So what next? I don't know. Well, I do. Time to turn around and head back, find a job closer to home and the people and places that mean something to me. It is time to go home.

jose on the run (next year)