Today, I finished up at 4 pm. I spent half an hour in the garden and then went down to the easement to watch my neighbor's chickens.
When I approached their pen, they all ran to the fence, looking for a treat. I had brought nothing, though. I sat in the old chair we put down there and watched, quietly. After a few minutes the fowl apparently forgot I was there and went about their pecking, scratching, clucking business.
For 20 minutes I sat in that quiet place, imagining I was still working and feeling bad about it. I decided to stop imagining and enjoy the chickens. And I did.
I have a lot of reading I want to do. And I am still working on my ESL class. But today I took the time to watch the chickens. Sometimes I need to remind myself it's okay to do what they do - nothing much, but enough.