I burst through the doors of the university, immediately feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin. It was a bright, sunny spring day, and I had just written my final exam. Filled with the relief of knowing I wouldn’t have to write another academic paper or take another exam for a good four months, I set out on a quest to enjoy my afternoon.

I got in my car, turned on the engine, put on my sunglasses, and…….realized I had no idea where I was going. All of a sudden, the knowledge that I didn’t have anything urgent to attend to, let me feeling slightly uneasy. I was to start a new job at the end of the week, but I had the next couple of days to do whatever I pleased.

I sat there for a moment, my car half out of a parking space, and decided on a reliable favourite: The Forks. I could wander around, grab a coffee, maybe call up a friend and turn that coffee into a beer, and enjoy people watching. I started driving towards downtown, looking forward to the relaxing afternoon, when the uneasy feeling set in again.

Alright, this is odd, maybe I’ll change the venue. I know, I’ll make use of the runners I have sitting in my trunk and go for a little run (which usually lasts about a block before I decide walking is a much more reasonable activity.) I could get some exercise, stay far away from the geese, and take in some fresh air. I rerouted my car and started driving in that direction, but something still felt off.

Hmmm, alright. It was still early in the day, maybe I’ll go visit a friend downtown for lunch. There were still a ton of restaurants I wanted to try in the Exchange District, and one of my favourite things to do was go for a leisurely stroll while I took some impressive architecture. There was also some shopping I wanted to do, since 95% of my wardrobe consisted of jeans and t-shirts.

The feeling crept up again.

I sighed, took a left turn, and drove in the direction of home.

As I threw on my sweatpants, I took a look at the big blue sky outside. I promptly drew the shades shut, bounced onto my bed, put on Netflix, and felt a flood of relief.

Sometimes, after months of doing it all, the best thing to do is to take a minute….to do nothing at all.


Have a relaxing weekend,


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