I guess there are two different kinds of people out there. . .those that have trouble resting, and those that have trouble doing anything but. I find myself sitting here feeling guilty I’m not doing anything, but then quietly realizing I don’t remember the last time I did NOTHING.
I think it’s important to have times of doing nothing, but it can be hard to schedule them in when there isn’t a tangible product or conclusion to the nothing.
I have fought to include times of “nothingness” in my schedule, not very successfully. Resting is something that is hard for me to figure out, even when I’m desperate for it. Putting “rest” on your to-do list turns it into a responsibility, the opposite of rest.
Sometimes I wonder if there is any hope for me.