While locked at home during the pandemic, my first thought was to continue my routine, which besides studying implied finding and photographing attractive things. Usually, I walk a lot everyday but now all I was doing was sitting or walking from one room to another. I live alone in a fifth-floor apartment with a small terrace, so I decided to walk there. I was doing eight steps in one direction, turning around and walking back. I was doing this for one-two hours a day. The more I was walking on my terrace, the more I would notice: my neighbors training on the rooftop, beautiful light on a tree or a building I had never paid attention to. Such discoveries took place on a daily basis. I started feeling intrigued and excited for what would show up next. I was playing with scales, perspectives, zooming in as much as possible, observing materials, checking the same places at different day hours. I had originally embarked on this project as a means of self-hugging. I wanted to support myself during the lockdown. But as the weeks went by, I realized that the more I was photographing the same things from the same spot, the more things were opening up to me. My feelings were similar to the ones I usually experience during psychotherapy sessions: the more I listen to myself and analyze the past, the more I understand who I really am, what I want and why. After every session I see the world differently, wondering how I have never noticed these things before. These discoveries kept me dig deeper and see how far I can go. Something that had started as a game turned into a deep project about my inner self. All photographs are made on my phone and none of them is edited. I kept them no-filter on purpose, because this way they correlate with the honesty I am approaching when having time with myself.