After six years of working for myself, I still have an employee mentality.
That means, if I get all the day's work done by 2 PM, I still have to keep working. It's as if I've punched in.
That means that I don't take off and have a whole day of play for myself, in the middle of the week, a day I could use to recharge by doing nothing, or to fill up, by going to see art or having some sort of adventure.
I've encountered this seriously unmet need before.
Back when I was day-dreaming about 2012, I decided that cushions were an absolute must.
Cushions of time and space.
I had run myself into the ground (while still being deliriously happy) teaching overlapping sessions of 'Why Not Now.' It was an experiment and I learned that I just can't cram in that many hours of teaching and preparation and one-on-one sessions without emptying my internal gas tank.