2 years alone in UK

I still remember living alone in the Midlands for two years with no friends and family.
I still remember that once a month I was able to get a flight to Spain on Saturday early in the morning to then catch the fast train and reach my home town to be able to hug my (at the time) girlfriend (nowadays my wife!).
I still remember that less than 24 hours after I gave that warm hug I had to get the same train back to the airport in order to be working Monday morning back in UK.
I still remember that I was happy though. And I’m happy today, too. Maybe has nothing to do with the country, or the weather, or the trips… but being able to hug that beloved one.

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