NO RISE, NO GRIND

Today, I woke up at ten in the morning and didn't leave my room to enter the world until 12:30 in the day. Appalling to all of the "rise-and-grinders" of the world, I'm sure. 

This grinding that people do so often, I wonder if it's similar to the grinding of gears. Because, if so, don't gears eventually - grind out?

Every motivational tweet and Tumblr image promotes hard work. And hard work most definitely has its value, but I'm beginning to feel that the days where you don't rise (more of a meander) or even grind are just as important to the process as say, tweeting about it. 

So, today, I went to Goodwill to donate the result of Spring cleaning and to shop. And behold, I found the perfect pair of summer shorts and a Dooney & Bourke I knew was just waiting for me. I drove around, with no real purpose, really. I enjoyed that I had nowhere pressing to be, with no one expecting me, running on a clock that was just mine. 

And then, when I came home, I cooked delicious carb-filled pasta and watched Hemlock Grove (absolutely terrible dramatic Netflix series).

 I was unproductive! I was a waste! And somehow, I feel like I accomplished everything I was supposed to. 

Do things that make you feel like you, just for you. Selfish, silly, random, even unproductive things (selfies included). It's okay and it's as important to your life as those 8 hours of work you're putting in somewhere.