Normally, when the weekend rolls around, I can’t help feeling the push of the deep desire to switch off, on the one hand, and the pull of the nagging feeling that I am not doing enough. So I get myself into a paralysis where I am either not fully indulging in the rest, or doing work half-assed. (Familiar, anyone? 🙋🏻‍♀️) But today…was different. I let myself be taken by my heavy eyelids, foggy head and limbs that felt like lead to the steady hum of the waves. I laid my 🍑 down. I read. I silenced the nagging voice in my head with a rhythmic massage of the soles of my feet on the sand. Turns out, I can be a human being that does f*ck all sometimes and I can still be worthy of success. Go figure. How did you dilly-dally this weekend?