I can still remember the feeling when I packed the last of my belongings into The Big Yellow storage facility I had rented. I felt a slight apprehension and nervousness but also a feeling of freedom, knowing that for the next 12 months I didn't have a care in the world, at least from a work perspective anyhow.
As the sun was going down in the far distance, I took in the sounds of the streets below. I was enjoying the cooler evening temperature and the slight breeze that blew across the bustling roof terrace. The sky was filled with a vibrant orange glow, the air filled with a mixture of incense and spices.