Now that I have moved apartments to my favorite neighborhood to try to reset my brain back to my goals and away from the grief. Now that I am finally here, a few things are happening and I am feeling like perhaps the Universe is punishing me for wanting too much? I have clients, I live in a foreign country, in my favorite city, in the neighborhood that taught me about authenticity and rebirth. So why is my brain going straight to: what am I going to lose now?