I rediscovered the joy of cleaning my house for 10-15 minutes every day to satisfy my own inner need to keep it clean and beautiful, so that whenever I look around me, the place delights me. I’ve trained myself to notice when things look neglected and out of order. Over time, I start to notice this better. It’s a regular, repeating process, not a one-off. It takes noticing and being deliberate. I like for things to be neat and tidy; it brings me joy to see the place in order. Especially during difficult times, I like to keep my house in order, discarding what I don’t need and observing my surroundings. For example, I feel much better when I make an effort to wash my teacup instead of leaving it for tomorrow morning. Isn’t this why I run - to put myself in order?