Getting over a hard day is about as strenuous as any trade or career. When you are bogged down by those invisible chains, it feels like the air is thicker, steps are heavier, and each door feels like it leads nowhere. Perhaps those things you once enjoyed no longer call out to you. The time passes in mysterious ways, slow sometimes and fleeting others. The middle ground is that acknowledgment that holds you back from enjoying clarity. It feels like you have to run even when you stand still.