Dear reader, I hope you’re feeling uncomfortable. Like you’re stuck between your memories and your aspirations—not in a mindful present but rather in an uncertain reality. Let the fear of being quarantined sink in. Embrace the anxiousness of not knowing how long it will last. What you’re experiencing is called liminality, the sensation of going through a threshold (literally). It’s a psychological purgatory of sorts, where our minds float between chaos and calm. It might sound like a bad drug...

Dear reader, I hope you’re feeling uncomfortable. Like you’re stuck between your memories and your aspirations—not in a mindful present but rather in an uncertain reality. Let the fear of being quarantined sink in. Embrace the anxiousness of not knowing how long it will last. What you’re experiencing is called liminality, the sensation of going through a threshold (literally). It’s a psychological purgatory of sorts, where our minds float between chaos and calm. It might sound like a bad drug...