Chilling

I forget to chill sometimes. I can remember to Stop Working And Do Something Fun (probably too often) but the activity of not doing anything at all isn't one I naturally tend towards.

When I do remember to chill I turn off most of the lights and put on the sort of music that makes me happy and possibly lie on the floor if it's clean enough.

(If you're curious about the music here's some examples: Protons and Neutrons and It All Makes Sense At The End by Hank Green.)

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