How lazy days make me feel.

Honestly, I don’t know how to be lazy. I mean, not really. In my view of the world, life is roughly divided into three segments of time. The hours you are demanded to work at a job to pay the bills, or else starve, the hours you spend resting, so you don’t fall ill from exhaustion, and the hours you spend doing productive tasks that you hope will someday get you out of the rat race and help you find a life of real meaning. Basically, in my off hours, if I’m not totally exhausted, I endeavor to complete some personal project or creative work that I have been working on in my spare time.

This is honestly what I feel like we are here to do, squeeze in enough time to complete the great work in spite of all the demands placed on us. The great work will never be something that someone assigns to you at your job. The job might be the owner’s great work, but not yours. For these reasons, I see my lazy days as being completely unproductive if I don’t do something that is going to contribute to the real reason I am here.

That being said, there are some days where I do just rest. It’s not because I really want to do that, but because I need the rest so badly that my health will suffer if I don’t just relax and do nothing. I don’t consider these days to be lazy days at all. They are actually days that are required for recuperation and healing. Unfortunately, it also seems like I need more and more of these days each year. At the rate I’m going, I’m not going to accomplish anything important in this lifetime. Que Sera, Sera.


How do you feel about lazy days? Do you feel like they are a waste of time? How much do you think days of rest improve your health? Do you believe in the concept of a great work? What is our true purpose? How do we escape the rat race? Are you feeling lazy today? Let us know all about it in the comments! Thanks for being here, and please remember to like, share, and subscribe!