Sometimes you are amazed at how much your own beliefs and habits mean. It happens that you are the only one who has them, and after all, people live without them, why shouldn’t you become like them? No, you hold on to all this, everything that sticks. And it works, although it’s always in the wrong direction, always to the detriment, but maybe it should be so, so that one day it will become good. This is a story about habits elevated to cult.