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I haven't always been 100% certain of this jump-ship-and-move-to-the-Cities plan, particularly because it amounts to a very drastic and sudden change (and those of you who know me at all probably know how I feel about THOSE). Upon reflection during the bike ride home from work tonight, though, it occurred to me that it's been weeks since I've had the feeling, which has been plaguing me on and off these last several months, that to a great extent I wasn't going anywhere or doing anything with my life - a sense of vague and somewhat unspecified meaninglessness, more than anything. I think that as I've been making plans to do something with myself, even though I'm not sure what it's going to be, that that sense has largely evaporated.
So, that's something.
So, that's something.