The short answer is “no”. I know, it’s controversial! The the long answer is so personal that it took a good five gos to get it right. If you’re interested, read on…
To set some context, I’ve been toying with the idea of leaving Edinburgh for years, but it’s more of a “want to leave here” rather than an “I know where I want to go” type urge. It’s mostly to do with professional woes, worrying that Scotland’s design community is too small to be cutting edge, or that there’s not that much interesting (to me) going on outside of the festival season.
In my mind, Brighton ticked a lot of the boxes Edinburgh didn’t, and it’s been on the top of my “visit with a view to move” list for quite some time, that is, until I went last week. I had a great time there, but it didn’t steal my heart. I didn’t get that warm and fuzzy feeling of “I could belong here”.
This is no fault of Brighton though! In fact it had nothing to do with Brighton. Something odd and unexpected happened – as I was looking around seeing how the important parts of my life and routine might fit in the context of a different city, I realised that I’m actually quite cozy in Edinburgh. Sure, I’d like a better job, a shorter commute, a better design community, whatnot, but in terms of my social life, my day-to-day routine and my overall lifestyle, I’d be in for another four years’ hard slog to build these things back up again.
I don’t want to compromise the things I hope to achieve on the long run, but perhaps there are different ways to get there. Maybe I can leverage how tiny Scotland’s new media scene is. Maybe having a strong support network is more important than marching to greatness in my twenties. I met plenty of people who made it over forty.
And so with all these thoughts, the move to Brighton or elsewhere is now indefinitely postponed. There’s more yet to explore in Edinburgh.