juggling apartments

I dreamt that I had a small apartment. It was quaint, in the city, above an area that was so so. I loved this apartment though as it was mine, my home, it felt nice. A new apartment became available a few streets away. It was "better." It was larger, nicer, a better part of town and I thought that I should jump on it, as these places rarely became available. I made the choice and did it. I was standing in the new place and knowing that I would be moving. I looked out the window and it didn't feel right. I felt like I was leaving my friends, my life ... The old apartment was more affordable.. I could save money, I could ?? I wanted to run and get my old apartment back, but part of me knew it was too late. I had left that life.