The Big Move

The deed is done.

Whew.

I have been pondering about moving out for more than a year now. As an adult, the feeling of stagnation has been cooking inside my heart for the longest time. Most of the people I know are moving up, down, and sideways, that it made me feel like I am in the same position I was a year ago.

Obviously I wasn't, at least not the same as a year heretofore. But was it the right time to do so?

A bit of a background - I have been driving from Norwalk to Santa Monica before the move. Most might not know but that's around 70 miles a day, on top of all the tasks I do at work. In addition to the drive itself, Los Angeles traffic is definitely one of the worsts in the world. It has made its appearance in various lists such as that of Forbes, Quartz, EscapeHere, World Atlas, etc. It was mentally, physically, and emotionally tiring. 

Me, when I'm sitting in traffic.

I started going back to my previous decisions with regrets and doubts. Why did I take the job when I knew that my daily drive would be this bad? Why can't I afford to move closer to Santa Monica? Am I really this big of a loser? I doubted myself and capabilities. A simple problem with complex underlying consequences.

So there are two possibilities of where this is going...either I pluck up the courage to live in a terribly shoebox-like apartment and pay thousands of dollars OR I quit my current job and look for opportunities near home. OR well, you know, just continue with my 70 mile-drive and slowly die inside.

I've pondered about it. For a few months.

I could be a p*ssy and go backwards. Search a job near home, maybe earn less, but my expense will be much less. Or move forward, find an apartment that will be twice or thrice as much but will have a job I enjoy, and also live in one of the world's best cities, despite the infamous living conditions.

Which route did you think I take?

Of course, my big move was to take it all in and accept that it's time for me to leave my job and find a different adventure.

JK! Of course, I went around to each and every corner of Los Angeles to find the cheapest place to live in which took a few more months until finally, I found the one. And it's everything I've expected it to be - expensive, small, noisy. And I'm surprisingly happier than ever.

You may been in the same situation before. Or say, you are dealing with the same sh*t, would you take the same leap?

Celebratory Groove. While making sure no one's looking.