I wake up early, as is customary

I wake up early, as is customary. Upon standing before the mirror, I first orient my clavicles. Then, I gently grasp one side of my rib cage, followed by the other. Synchronizing arm movements, my clavicles and shoulder blades are precisely adjusted.

A deep breath is then drawn. I confirm that my rib cage expands outward and contracts inward during exhalation. Subsequently, I push my navel towards my lumbar spine with the following breath-out. As inhalation occurs, a subtle elongation of the vertebrae is perceived. Exhaling, I draw my abs in, concurrently contracting my Kegels. This sequence is repeated several times while maintaining a continuous respiratory rhythm. Finally, I relinquish all the internal chatter that runs through my mind, the incessant flow of thoughts and everyday problems that bother me.

As I engage in this routine, a certain interest comes to mind every time, which is solely objective and akin to commanding a view of the world. A high-level abstract thought process consistently inspires me to pursue a truly pure existence. I believe its cognition and judgment increase, along with the speed of problem-solving and information processing abilities. Yet, I find myself observing this peculiar, contradictory sensation from an even greater distance: the inherent paradox that no matter how far I go, everything I perceive is ultimately subjective.