I have a really bad habit of thinking that my happiness is associated with a specific place. I ran from home because I thought I could shed all of the bad emotions that I associated with my home city. And now, although I love my current city and am happier here than I was before I moved overall, I can’t help but feel an urge to “run” again to a new place to see if another city would bring me even more happiness…. I understand intellectually that I am in charge of deciding my own happiness…but I feel like my urge to move is a relief, an escape hatch or a plan b when I am feeling bad. Is this a form of buffering…?