I went back to Nottingham

On Monday of this week I was seized by an uncontrollable desire to move back to the first city I lived in post-uni. It was such a strong impulse that I couldn’t fall asleep until 2:30am. I’ve long been a believer of the mantra “never trust how you feel about your life after 10pm”, which is typically when most of my negative thoughts happen, but… This impulse was uncharacteristic for me in that 1) it was a positive idea, imagined as moving towards something rather than running away from someth...