Yeah you. At one point in my own recovery, when I found myself discouraged with trying to feel like I have made progress over things which sound so insignificant in casual conversation, I found myself in front of a brick sky scraper downtown, feeding my compulsive number use by counting the bricks in the side of the building. I am like The Rain Man with communication skills... No talent for communicating. Just skill...
During this compulsive moment, I realized that NONE of the bricks I was counting is very big. All those bricks added up to one big building...
Keep building, Abstract.