Nothing

It may seem a bizarre thing to write, but when was the last time you disconnected from the world, just stopped, and were still. With the mobile switched off, Facebook closed down, no television in the background. Being still, or gently rocking in the breeze (in a hammock, rather than clutching your knees as a result of another bill coming through the door). There’s an old poem by William Henry Davies (I was forced to learn it at school):

WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?

In reality there’ll be some jobs to do over the course of the day. Breaking up some firewood, cooking, washing up… but take a little while to just stop and do nothing. Chill out. Disconnect the mp3 player, put down the book. If you fall asleep, does it matter?

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