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<p dir="auto">Routine has become the most significant emotional illness in the last two decades, and it worsened in 2020 when the COVID-19 pandemic took its toll on people's movements. The forced confinement forced us to shift our habits of human interaction from collectives to a small group of close ones, which significantly influenced changes in habits and narrowed our scope of action until we became mired in a daily routine of chores, with the same people at the center.</p>
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<p dir="auto"><em>It took almost two years of trial and error until we lost our fear of the virus and its aftermath. We began to free ourselves emotionally by increasing our physical contact with others, fearing infection but filled with excitement to reunite with friends and loved ones.</em></p>
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<p dir="auto"><center><sup>Source: geralt <p dir="auto"><a href="https://pixabay.com/es/illustrations/mujer-rostro-reloj-monoton%C3%ADa-1829501/">Monotony in time</a></p></sup>https://images.hive.blog/DQmS8W4NbgMiS3BkgLBXhibmZ87PgDYiwSnPhBtYkurKi99/image.png</center>
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<p dir="auto">Time dragged on, and sleeping pills were necessary, as our sleeplessness stretched past 4 a.m., and everything became routine, at the same time and with no drastic change in our actions.</p>
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<p dir="auto"><em>The biggest impact happened within the four walls of the bedroom. Having intimacy with our partner was already unsettling, a bit more of the same. The lovemaking session was the least anticipated moment because they were always there, available. Desire and anxiety to have what we desired diminished. Sex appeal descended into the background, and physical and sexual attractiveness became more subjective than usual.</em></p>
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<tr><th><center>Internally we wanted to get out of the routine,</center> <center>experience emotions with another person,</center>
<center>Although eventually, it would be a matter of alleviating</center> 
<center>the heavy burden left by forced isolation.</center></th></tr>
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Thus, the second front emerged: the affair, the lover, the rebirth of passion and desire that had remained active, but repressed and limited, with our romantic partner. We had to break out of the routine, or it was simply the best excuse to indulge in a little love, sentimental, sexual, or... who knows?<p dir="auto"></p>
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<p dir="auto"><sub><span>Story based on the real life of <a href="https://hive.blog/@anecdotas">@anecdotas</a></span>https://images.hive.blog/DQmRfQ7L1Bvq19iZmnWAAyGYCCDPuRtt6bXaMpnqrcjhJDk/image.png<br />
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