Like many people around the globe, I’m finding myself feeling suffocated with cabin fever. I miss being able to leave the house without an action plan and spare disposable gloves shoved into my purse just in case. I miss seeing the flowers and trees come to life like they always do at this time of year. But mostly, I’m sick of staring at the same walls of our tiny apartment day in and day out. It could be much worse, I fully appreciate, but I’m really starting to struggle.