Today is a day of sorrow for me, a proud European. Ever since I attended my first session of the European Youth Parliament in Weimar, 2011, I understood how important Europe really was and what it meant. And it got more important still, as I moved to London in 2013 and made direct use of freedom of movement, whilst also having some of my closest friends scattered all over the continent.
And though I initially moved away in 2017, I realised that London is my chosen home at heart. As such, it is a heart breaking moment to see the United Kingdom leave the EU on this day.
For me it means a few things. It will not stop or sober my love for the UK and London in particular. It surely makes it harder, that I chose to make London my primary location, and I expect this to create a lot of personal hassle for me. But beyond the personal side, what does this mean?
I am still committed to London. For now, it will stay the neuralfinity headquarter. We will continue to invest in Britain, hire talent there, build teams etc. But it also made a few things harder: We might have to seperate where we store data keep some in the UK and some in the EU, but for now consolidate in the EU. Code knows no borders, so it will minimally impact our opertions for now. As part of our expansion, we hope to benifit of some companies moving operations away from London, letting us gain some otherwise unavailable top talent, but the change might mean we will find it easier to attract international talent in other locations. We also expect British companies to potentially be less happy to invest, so most of our business at that stage could also originiate from outside the United Kingdom.
As I am writing these lines, I am a little scared for the things that may come, curious about the future and a few tears collected in my eyes. I hope to live long enough to see Britain re-join the EU eventually. I dearly hope for the smoothest possible transition and wish Britain all the best and to prosper outside of the Union. It won't be a good bye for me, but it feels like divorcing parents. I will still always consider myself a European first, a German by passport and a little bit British inside of my heart. As Britain packs their belongings in Brussels, I preapre myself to move out, too and only see the EU on some weekends and on Christmas. It hurts, but I can't change it.
Farewell Britain, see you in a few weeks!