A whole day doing only what you felt like doing.
No obligations.
No guilt.
No mental list running in the background.
It sounds indulgent. Maybe even wasteful.
We're taught that rest needs earning.
That joy should wait until the work is done.
But the work is never done.
And a day like this isn't a reward.
It's maintenance.
The kind that keeps you from running empty.
You don't owe anyone your exhaustion.
You don't have to justify a slow morning or an afternoon that went nowhere productive.
Some days exist just to refill you.
Take them. Without apology. Before you forget how.
