You don’t have to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait. Remain still and solitary.
The world will freely offer itself to you unmasked. It has no choice. It will roll in ecstacy at your feet.
It’s Friday afternoon. Time to wipe down the whiteboards filled with jotted notes + to-dos. Time for quiet, and breathing, and reflection. Time to write.