Relating this back to the story, I'd say that instead of punching holes through the walls, after two years you punched holes through your routine, and saw new t

Relating this back to the story, I'd say that instead of punching holes through the walls, after two years you punched holes through your routine, and saw new things that had--surprisingly--been there all along, and had no doubt been aware of you! Kind of like opening a door into another dimension of existence. (Just rewatched Buckaroo Banzai recently.)