Perfect medicine

 I am trying not to cheat in my daily routine. I am not going physically to work but that is not a proper excuse. Even if I will be locked inside my room for a while- I will figure it out. Unfortunately, reality hits you in the face a few times a day. I hear the horror stories around the world, where the word “stop”, “years” “crisis” is everywhere- and if that is not overwhelming, I don’t know what is. Maybe it’s ok to live in a bubble for a while, and making progress sounds like a perfect medicine to me.