Can moving be hazardous to your health?

It has been just over a year since I moved to Chicago and the adjustment to the city will take some time...a long time. I know its the third largest city in the country, I know it has clubs and museums and shopping and universities and a centrally located airport but its not the same. I guess the best word to describe my emotional state for the first six months in the city is traumatized. This city has much to offer, places I haven't even begun to explore but it feels, to me mind you, like its all sharp edges forcing its way into my consciousness on a daily grinding basis...There is none of the soft rolling curves of the bay area that I miss so much.

I haven't been doing any writing really but lots of reading. My yoga practice has gone from doing nothing to doing three to four hours a week and I'm finally able to run at least two miles on the treadmill somewhat comfortably. My social life has been nonexistent but its taken year for that realization to hit me over the head. The first six months I was so busy trying to get my bearings, looking for a job, getting a job, learning the job, moving out of a sublet into an apartment and thinking, "No, I don't need a social life, I'm totally fine." Then it hit me, I needed a social life, I needed friends that were in the same city instead of halfway across the country that I couldn't drive to when a crisis hit or I couldn't call because they were still sleeping. So, I'm working on the social life issue. I'm working on finding a cure for my scaly winter skin and cold/heater induced sinus issues. I'm going to try to find a reading group that appeals to me, start writing again and check out some sort of dance class I think. I need find someplace in Chicago where I can go and just dance to house/techno/trip hop - something, but someplace where people are more into the music and sweating through their clothes rather than scoping out the next one night stand and being a pick-up artist....until next time. Happy thawing...