Is it two weeks now? I've lost track of time. One of the things I've realized during this period is that I organize my routine around activities and not around the watch.
I'm realizing a lot of things about myself, forcefully. Besides the confusion regarding time, I have new impressions on my eating habits, my keeping the house neat versus cluttering, my sleep pattern, my paying attention to mood variation, my internal resources to keep calm and positive, my recurring thoughts. It's sometimes hard to be with oneself with no other option! I now realize how often I used going out as an escape route.
I'm also observing my relationships more attentively, I mean, what used to make me feel bad or second guessing, who approached only to get something material, people with mind games. On the other hand, people who share impressions and positive points of view, people who trust I'll have some good thought to help at this moment.
I miss working out and dancing. I miss city life. I miss laughter. I miss getting ready to go out. I miss my students and our classes.