Once or twice in a while, we ought to take time for a nothing day. Call in well at work. Sleep in. Leave the dishes in the sink. Take a nap instead of going to the gym. Write a one-paragraph blog post and let the dog play in the back yard. Have cereal for supper.
It's a slippery slope though. Once or twice in a while, this is recreation and rejuvenation and a tonic for your soul. Once or twice in a week, this becomes a way of life, and I become the fat, slovenly unmotivated monster, a living embodiment of the green guy in the mucous commercial.
Today is my nothing day. I played three games of dime poker and had chocolate milk for breakfast. Now it's time for my nap. I love you, but today you are all on your own.
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