Time off

I used to be the king of time off. I could think of a million things to do beside go to school or work. At college in Nebraska I would skip afternoon class, go to the mall and buy a new Metal Edge magazine (pre-internet). Then I would drive to the next town over. Go to my favorite pizza place. I would sit and eat while I read my magazine. Then I would drive into Omaha. I would got to a movie at the mall. Eat even more. Then I would walk around the mall. Go to the music store (pre-internet). I would leave, grab an ice cream treat then go back to Fremont. I had to stop myself from doing this too often! (I didn’t have a lot of money and even with a teen metabolism it was a lot of food and I needed to pass classes. When I worked as a chaplain of a day was slow I would leave early and drive out to west wendover Nevada. Listen to music. Maybe make some bets on the weekend football games. The drive was four hours round trip. Now I can’t think of much to do. Today is slow. I have no meetings scheduled. A perfect day to have fun. I appreciate being more work focused but everyone in a while I miss remembering what fun was like