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Adapt or Accept

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I think the time before COVID everyone was just running around. We all were just focused on the next race without ever thinking about the end goal. COVID slowed us down a little. At one point of time everything was just too overwhelming.

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I think for that one part it worked to my favor. I liked staying indoors turned into somewhat like a vampire. I enjoyed the smaller crowds, the fact that you could stay at home in the comfort of your PJs and spend time just talking with family and friends.

I am not sure if I have adapted that well, I think I mostly just accepted the change out of the uncertainty that it posed. I think with everything there is always a good and a bad. But I sincerely hope that no one ever has to face such a fear in life again.

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How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic?
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Not so much of a Ritual

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My first hour of the day depends on when I slept the night before.

I am a night person. I generally sit long hours in the night to get things done and end up waking late. The constant in my mornings would be brushing teeth, shower and maybe going through all my notifications on my phone. I know not a very healthy habit but what can I say?

I would like to include some healthy habits like maybe morning prayers or exercise or meditation or drinking water… I mean something that I could be proud about.. But it is never to late. I am gonna keep trying to make better habits and maybe someday soon I will get it write.

Daily writing prompt
What are your morning rituals? What does the first hour of your day look like?
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Everything Together

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In my opinion everything about a person makes them unique. I mean you could have two people be good at the same thing but very rarely are they good at all the same things.

Even if one is an identical twin the way they behave, the things they like, the choices they make are so different. That’s why every life is precious cause once you are gone to get another one like you is impossible. You may think you are ordinary or not special (trust me I know the feeling) but there is something special about you.

It may take you sometime and in some cases you may never see it but trust me someone has seen it. You are the perfect combination of things to be the unique person you are!

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Daily writing prompt
Which aspects do you think makes a person unique?
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Almost Anything

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I laugh for the most weirdest situations. Even worse than that, I tend to recall the funny situation and laugh again.

I laugh at myself when I jumble words as I speak or when I confidently address someone with another persons name or even better when I make the most obvious mistake.

I laugh when I see cute baby videos, when they try to attempt something for the first time and fail at it. I laugh even at dog videos or any other baby animals especially the ones with the voice overs.

What I don’t laugh for is Stand up comedy. I think my mind cannot bridge the gap between the actual words and the implied joke and when it actual does the train has left the station.

Considering that we all have a lot in life to cry and grieve over I take every chance I can to smile. I just life in that moment of laughter with a hope that I will have more of those in the days to come.

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What makes you laugh?
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It doesn’t matter

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What advice would you give to your teenage self?

How complicated life seems during teenage years. It is the time when we start to understand the importance of society’s acceptance.

We leave the phase of enjoying every day with a carefree attitude to the “What will people think” attitude.

We fight every day with ourselves to be the perfect version we can be—just so we could be liked. We wanted people to be jealous of the perfection in our lives.

I did things that I hated just because they were what most people did. I tried so hard to fall into the required specifications to be part of the “cool” gang. And when I could not make it, I denigrated myself: “You are not trying hard enough.” “You are a loser.” “You don’t deserve to exist.” These thoughts occupied a permanent space in my head.

But now, in retrospect, it all feels so small. All the issues I faced—if I had the maturity I have today—I think I would have gotten through them unscathed.

The one thing I want to tell my old self is: “It doesn’t matter.” The people you think matter leave your life, the standards you had to meet change, and the measure of success is different. All I had to do was get through it forging my own path, because no matter what, to others you are doing everything wrong.

Just brush them off your shoulder, hold your head high, and keep on walking.

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