Every year, after our events, my boss takes a day or two just to be out of the office and out of contact. Until this year I always thought it a little irresponsible.
Though now with all of my extra responsibilities and heavier work load, I’ve copied his behavior and have done the same. Today I took a me day.
I didn’t call anyone back, didn’t check my email, didn’t really move past the confines of a two block radius and just stewed in my solitary lazy juice all day.
It was deeply satisfying. Not the being lazy thing. I take being lazy to a level of unheard of artisanship.
But rather, the alone-ness of it all.
I know some people who can’t be alone for long periods of time. I’m the exact opposite. I love being alone. Reading, watching TV, playing video games, sitting and staring at the sky. These are things best done alone, and quietly. Sometimes I feel that if I don’t get my Me Time, the thoughts I generate being around other people will get into a giant brain brawl with my regular thoughts and I’ll have to be put down like that poor horse from the Derby.
Only I’d make some really crazy glue.