Occasionally, I have days when nothing particularly matters. I don’t get any work done. During those kinds of days, I know I will regret getting nothing done. This doesn’t spur me into action. I don’t even spend my time doing something I shouldn’t, like playing EQ or dabbling with web pages. I do nothing. For long stretches. Sometimes, I drink during these bouts. Thursday and Friday were those kinds of days.
I could have worked Saturday and Sunday, but I didn’t. I feel less guilty for that. I would have resented it.
Today, I could spend time feeling like a heel for wasting so much of my time last week. That wouldn’t do me any good. Instead, I’ll get back to what I should be doing. And try to do *that* for as long as possible.
Must say, I wouldn’t mind going to this concert.