It was my goal this weekend to do nothing. I failed. I guess I forgot, or I got busy. Now, Saturday was pretty spectacular in that I read a lot and sat around, but it wasn't quite nothing.
You see, my goal had been to sit down and for 30 minutes, do absolutely nothing. If I feel asleep, cool. If I zoned out and watched the rain, cool. If I had a brilliant idea and figured out what comes after the internet, cool.
But I forgot to sit down and do nothing. Perhaps next weekend.