Something about not realizing what you have until you lose it.
It’s the strangest thing, there really isn’t a lot you consciously know about the things you do every day. It’s just talks you do, on autopilot, like a robot. Only when that flow is disrupted, do you notice the little things about it. You know, the kind of disruption like breaking an arm. Suddenly, autopilot won’t suffice anymore.
In your struggle to adjust, you realize how optimal your previous workflow was. You had it all figured out, perfected every little detail about it. But you can’t physically conform to your previous habits anymore. You have to figure it out all over again while keeping the new situation in mind.
It makes for a fun challenge though. you are forced to be consciously active about everything you do, and that awareness is oddly entertaining. With this we part off “mindfulness”? Who knows, I’m no expert.
Let’s see how long this lasts.