Over the course of my Thanksgiving break from school last week, I had a number of occasions when I thought I ought to sit down and compose a blog post. I certainly wasn’t suffering from lack of material, nor from a lack of leisure time that could be put to such a purpose. I could write about my trip to the Operation Christmas Child packing plant, I reasoned, or about the nice visit I had with my family on Thanksgiving day, or about my first-ever attempt at playing disc golf (I lost. Go figure). Several times, I actually went so far as to sit down at my computer and open my word processor, only to then laugh at myself, turn aside, and proceed with various methods of relaxation: reading comics, playing games, fiddling with my children’s book illustration art project (I’ve now completed eleven out of sixteen planned illustrations… I suppose it’s progress), eating loads of pie, cat-napping, and, in short, doing absolutely nothing that felt truly productive or work-related. It was glorious.
I’m paying for my leisure a little now, of course, as my final week of school has commenced and I have to scramble to finish all the paperwork and things I spent my break actively avoiding. Oh, but it was worth it. So worth it.