I took a day off today. I felt pretty rough most of yesterday and didn’t feel any better this morning.

What made today interesting, however, was my lack of action.

I did nothing.

Writing this post is the only productive activity of my day, and I only do this out of commitment to the goal. I am not enjoying this process.

As I’ve said in the past, when I have free time I always fill it. Today was different. At one point late in the morning, when I found a shred of energy, I told myself that I needed to be productive. I sat down at the computer, opened up my design app, and stared blankly at the screen.

I scrolled through the project a few times and clicked a few buttons, but nothing happened.

Aside from this post, that was the extent of my productivity today. I did nothing else. And while I still feel the physical effects of whatever is ailing me, I am content with the nothingness.

As someone who obsesses about always making progress, the idea of spending an entire day doing nothing gives me anxiety.

But here I am, and everything worked out just fine.