The Value in Doing Nothing
When I was younger, my days were filled with sports, music lessons, and various hobbies. I crammed my weekends and after-schools with activities and friends, not wanting to waste a second of time. Like most kids, I loved playing outside with my neighbors after dinner and dreaded the time of night when it became too dark, and my parents would call me inside to go to bed. I didn’t understand the point of sleeping in late, much in contrast to my older brother. Unlike some who tried to push back their bedtime when they were young, I tried to push back my wake-up time. I couldn’t comprehend the happiness that others, like my brother, found in staying in bed past the early morning and doing nothing all day. I promised myself that I would never become a person who “wasted time” sleeping in and being lazy. I continued to stay true to my word throughout several years of my life; however, upon entering high school, this promise became harder to uphold. My f...