Here's the thing:

I have no idea where to begin when it comes to solving a Rubik's Cube, and I simply refuse to watch a video telling me how to solve it. Personally, I find that to be cheating and not the true intention of the toy. How could the possible objective of a toy invented in the mid-'70s be to merely look up the answer?

As we enter our fourth, fifth, sixth(?) week of following social distancing and quarantining protocols, it has become apparent that society is trying to make its transition back to "normal." Restaurants and beaches are reopening, social gatherings posted on Snapchat are visibly larger than ten people, and businesses are returning to their regular hours. While everyone will handle this adjustment to fit what is best for them, for my health and my family, I will continue to limit my visits outside of the house.

So what does this decision to continue quarantine look like?

Apparently, solving cubic sculptures by hand. Albeit, I have no real passion for solving the stupid thing. In fact, I do not feel as though I would be remised if I never solved it at all. So that may cause you to ask...what's the point of even tinkering with it at all if the end goal is not to garner the end result of six solid-colored sides? The answer to that is simply: It is something to do.

It is another thing that I can say that I have accomplished if I solve it. And if I never do, I can say I surely gave it my best effort. My hands twist and my eyes puzzle over how I can rotate it in the right way without messing up all the work that I have previously achieved. It is exhausting. But it is something to do. It is a break from the remaining homework and testing for the school year and it is a break from answering drive-thru orders at work. My hands ache and my eyes start to blur. I have never been so interested in something that I have no care in the world for at all.

Besides, it is just an added bonus that it helps to keep my hands away from my face.