If there is one thing the lockdown has made me realised, it is the importance of movement as an integral aspect of our day-to-day living. It is the short walk to the bus stop, to the office, the commute to meeting a friend or to that special place, the meeting of that food craving, the running of errands without worrying a single thing about irresponsible crowds. Now that a lot of these movements are no longer needed or have been much reduced, it is easy to fall into a slump. For awhile now, it has been incredibly tempting to remain in my chair, and to muster every once of my energy to journey towards the sofa, or worst the bed at 7pm after signing off from work. Life happens within these four walls and under this roof more than it does anywhere else in the world. Even though we have accomplished so much at home, yet it still feels like we're stuck. Sometimes, it feels like I'm living in a long block of time with no beginning nor end. The markers of time indeed are my body cloc