I spend time looking out the window at the branches waving in the wind. I suddenly have ideas for three poems—now those are worth the time! I take a walk. I make tea. I write this essay. Tomorrow is a busy day but I have three days in a row after that with no fixed points. What luxury!
Ann McNeal
http://retirespirit.blogspot.com/2006/11/getting-out-of-busyness-again.html