The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
Some days it feels that I have completely forgotten what is is to enjoy my time on this plane. I try my best not to get caught up with the constant social pressure to accomplish something with every minute of every day. Even something as simple as writing a poem, or reading for fun, or stopping to really see a flower is considered a waste of time…even if you enjoy that moment tremendously.
The thing is, I don’t want to be a published poet. I don’t want to always be on the move. I don’t want to be successful on anyone else’s terms. I want to slow down. I want to mono-task. I want to appreciate what I have, not strive for more. I want to end the day knowing what I have done and smiling over the moments of enjoyment.