Idling In Neutral

The Present Hour
One of the illusions of life is that the present hour is not the critical, decisive hour. Write it on your heart that every day is the best day of the year. He only is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with worry, fret and anxiety. Finish every day, and be done with it. You have done what you could.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Today was a day that just was. No ups, no downs, just a lazy summer day, too hot to move much, too tired to write much, too bored to think much. At a certain point in life, one feels somewhat guilty at wasting a day, because the line of days to come is ever shorter. In the past, this day would have qualified in my mind as a wasted one. Then I remember Emerson's viewpoint, and I embrace the ennui, and tell myself that I did what I could.