..the joy in nothingness..

When you live a life wherein you walk a mile in a minute, sitting still and doing nothing becomes a pure joy. Time stretches and you care less. I tossed and turned in my comfy bed, hugging the blue pillow which was not washed ever since the day it was hugged by my sister before my departure. Time is ticking without me noticing it. Time, I say, is relative. Staying on bed in pajamas and not thinking of the medicines I'm about to prepare, or the Doctors I'll make rounds with, or the pages of  nurses' notes I had to make chronologically  is a some short of amazing. I cared less of my watch: the seconds that turned into minutes then into hours without thinking and caring for anything sounds heaven for me.  My time for today is simply unmanageable. I'm just enjoying the idle times I'm dating myself, treating it with less restrictions and rules..I mean I will not impose any rules for today..  I will eat when my tummy complains, I will sleep when my eyelids become heavy. The lulls turned into soft hums as I am watching the curtains being taken off and actually seeing the landscape of mylife . I fixed my hair and wore my headband, still on pajamas, and gave my phalanges some sort of exercise on a time I cared less. I cannot let this day end without me sharing the joy in doing nothing..

How many of you can brag the last time you have done something like this?