There are times when I simply want to do nothing. Maybe because I have been doing a lot of things during the day that my mind simply turns off when I get home.
I still get to spend some time with my daughter but aside from that, nothing. I cease to become productive. I wonder if this is a bad thing. To simply become idle.
Yet I justify it by saying this is the me time I earned.
So here I am blogging about nothing.
I am content.