February 21

This has felt like a very long short week. I have been working without breaks all day, often not bothering to stop and eat, and going directly into cheer and dance schedules without any transitioning. There was a book I used to read to my mom when I was little, called Rest, Rabbit, Rest. Rabbit kept a schedule down to the minute, even scheduling time for scheduling time. He never scheduled any time to rest. Healthy Hippo told him to try yoga. Kidding Kangaroo tried to spray him with water when he wasn’t looking. Zany Zebra recorded a tape for Rabbit to listen to later when Rabbit said he was too busy to talk. The tape told Rabbit how much life he was missing by over-living his life. Rabbit was disgusted until all his friends came and did everything on his schedule for the whole week! Rabbit was left with nothing to do and had no idea how to do nothing. So what did he do? Do you think he laid on the couch taking a nap? No, he did not! He created a schedule for relaxing! Time to go stargazing, time to listen to music… My mom always said I was just like Rabbit, and she wasn’t wrong. If I’m not busy, I feel like a waste of space. But I guess sometimes it’s important to just… stop. Not make any octopuses or socks or write a novel or even hike a trail. Just… stop. I think I’ll make that my goal this weekend. To accomplish absolutely nothing. I think I am unlikely to succeed. But even a little bit of nothing is better than something. Or something like that. Dude, it’s time for bed.