A month ago, I moved. I left the comfort/familiarity of East Sac and Midtown for a co-op in Oak Park. And not north Oak Park or Med Center, mind you, but Central Oak Park. South of Broadway.
When I made the decision I was trying to find a way to push myself beyond dwelling on the disappointments of the previous year -mainly losing Mitzie and not getting a new job. Overall, I think it worked. It's been a big enough shift that it has helped consume my "could/shoulda/woulda and if only" mind loop.
And now it's time to get my shit together.