The reinvigorated Londoner

So, we're back. I have a job. I'm working for a company up in central London as a web developer working on (somewhat tacky) content for a satellite TV station who specialise in low-rent titilation and tacky text-in tat. But it's interesting, and pays well, so I mustn't grumble, really!

It's a little surreal being back. On one hand, it's weird being back without our cats, without our own place to live and with seriously limited finances. But, on the other hand, I slipped straight back into things like I was never gone, and I have noticed a few fundamental changes too. I feel good. I feel like a Londoner, and I feel proud of my city. I love the Tube, the chaotic hustle-bustle of the busy streets, the small of diesel fumes and sausages from greasy spoon cafes. I love the architecture, hearing the brassy brogue of real Londoners, seeing dirty Transit vans driving past where some kid has etched "clean me" in the dirt using their finger, and I look forward to the possibilities. I want to live here. I want to live near a Tube station, near a park, near centres of activity, near constant sensory stimulation. I want to live near LIFE. And this is life, in abundance.

And I feel I have my technolust back in abundance too. I want to blog. I want to use my mobile phone for more than just talking. I want to take digital pictures of everything. I want Macs -  multiple Macs. I want to develop websites. I want to play video games. I want to read books on PHP, Flash, databases and Unix.  I want a PVR. I want friends who have an '@' in their name.

I am looking forward to being a Londoner again.