When considering a ritual such as working out weekly, I find that I run the ritual. This is because the ritual is completely in my hands and I am the only one with the power/agency to discipline myself to do something I want to do.
I find nature incredibly comforting. I often get caught up in the rush of daily activities that I do not take enough time to absorb the natural environment. When I do take a moment to observe nature (e.g. trees/skies), I see that it is void of negative emotions that commonly pervade daily life (such as stress or anxiety) which provides me with a sense of peace.
I think home for me is more of a
mental place, built on the
foundation of the people who
surround me. When I am
surrounding myself with people
who add value to my life, I feel
like I am living a content and
fulfilling life, and thus feel “at
home”.
When distance is between myself
and loved ones/people who add
value to my life, it feels
like I am missing home.
I see windows as neither something looking forward, nor holding me back. When I think of the view out of my room window, I have looked out of the exact same window for my whole life, growing up. I think that my view of the window can change just as I grow up/change as a person, so I find that windows are very present oriented.