Busy Being Idle (Post No.13)

What do you do when you are all alone and have nothing planned for the day? I do quite a few things when I am in such a situation.

1. The first and foremost thing that comes to my mind is to catch up on sleep. I love my sleep. I can sleep at a stretch for 20 hours too. I don't compromise on sleep.

2. I read any book that I have been wanting to. Else, I re-read any book from my shelf that is light on me. I prefer a book in hand rather than an e-book, any day.

3. I watch songs. I love watching videos of the songs on YouTube. Songs that I have grown up watching and listening. Soulful else fun numbers.

4. I love retail therapy. I keep gazing at various shopping websites, add stuff to my cart, compare amongst various sites and finally close the browser. It gives me a high. I do not know why. 😈

5. If it is one of the gloomy days I write. Articulating my thoughts and experiences is something that I enjoy the most. I love to bring about a vulnerability to my writing or the character. I just transform into the world/moment that I refuse to get back to reality.

So, what do you do? Do you read? Do you cook a meal for yourself? Do you do finish chores? Do you step out to visit some place or just gaze around a mall? Do let me know and if it interests me, I will try the next time.

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  1. NithyaMarch 26, 2017 at 12:45 PM

    I stand in the balcony and stare.
    sometimes I sit and watch my fishes.
    sometimes I draw, doodle.
    I also go for long walks without my purse. ;) you know why...

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    1. Bharathi BhaskarMarch 27, 2017 at 11:11 AM

      Drawing can be a great stress buster. I have heard from many though I am not a fan of it. And yea, going for long walks without the wallet helps big time. :P Again, thanks for the read, Nithya. :)

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