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Why is it so gosh-darn easy to waste time?

This question has been on my mind for the past couple of days. Why you may ask? ok so you probably didn't ask and you probably don't actually have the desire to know, but lucky you, I'm sharing anyways.....in a 'round about way.

If you've known me for longer than...a day... you will know that I hate HATE HATE throwing up. I don't like not knowing when it's going to happen...you just sit there feeling absolutely horrid waiting for your stomach and your esophagus to completely rebel against you. There is nothing you can do to help it...or to stop it. So the flu is pretty much like dying to me.

Unfortunately, I'm just now getting over this deadly affliction.

I got sick on Wednesday night. My system "emptied" itself in about 6 hours and for the next 65 hours my system was out of commission. My saving grace came in the form of Beth and Carrie who provided me with saltines and 7up, my I'm-sick-with-the-flu necessities.

I was in my bed for two days straight. I watched some movies, but I got so bored. I kept thinking, I could be using all the precious minutes that I'll never get back to do something productive. But when I thought about it, if I was completely healthy I would have probably spent those days eating, sleeping, watching movies, wandering around the Internet, and possibly working out. While these pastimes may be enjoyable, they aren't exactly productive.

Why is it so easy to waste time?

Is it because we're lazy?

Because we just don't care?

Because we value "relaxing"?

Why?

"We say we waste time, but that is impossible. We waste ourselves." Alice Bloch