The Easter weekend brought a welcome break from work. Four days seemed like an age compared to a normal weekend.
But don't you find that you are so used to working, used to being busy, that after a while you start to feel strange having so much time off? You wonder what to do with yourself if you have no plans, even for half a day?
The thing I like about work is that it gives your life a structure, a kind of frame to work around. Sometimes I even like the commute to work, seeing different people and feeling like part of the city. But when I'm working I want more time off.
I've come to the conclusion that people, or myself at least, don't stay content for long in any situation. Why is that? If you could have the perfect balance between work and play would you be content in the long run?
A colleague at work was talking about Zen and how it says you shouldn't think too much. Live in the moment and be content. When I asked about making future plans she said that Zen says you should simply know what to do. But what if you are forced to make a decision before your Zen-self had mapped out the right thing to do?