Totally missed that I moved to Edinburgh seven years ago yesterday. What a hoot that I couldn't think of anything interesting to write about yesterday and I was sitting on a major life event! Hilar bears.
It takes seven years for all of our cells to be completely regenerated, so you are essentially a brand new person - roll with me here. I've also found that I need to do a big thing every seven years as well. Last time it was to move across an ocean. I think this seven-year itch is more spiritual and I've not yet identified the tangible I need to change. I've been assessing how to find happiness and how to let go of shitty habits/feelings/patterns. I feel like that could be another move, but possibly more of taking a big risk... that could easily be in career, relationships or family. I can feel I'm open to change, so let's see where I'll be in the next seven years.
This is a bit boring. Hopefully it will be more interesting when it's actually an accurate predictor of what's to come. In the meantime, I'll check my horoscopes ferociously while manhandling some crystals.