My hammock is sacred to me: it is my chosen place of refuge, rest, relaxation. It was my hammock that helped me heal after my bicycle accident. For weeks, during my recuperation, I trusted my body to its embrace.
We become so busy that we forget to rest: we are wrapped up in work, extracurriculars, projects. Everyone should take some time in the coming weeks -- whether you have holidays to celebrate or not -- and enjoy a bit of a break.
By interrupting our normal pattern, we not only gain a fresh perspective, but we get to rest, refresh, and recharge. No matter how little time or money you think you have, you just can't afford not to take vacations!
This is the workaholic generation. We are proud of the countless hours that we put into our work. While I believe in producing excellent work, I am deeply conflicted about the lack of balance we have in our lives. You must have a time where you shut down your work and you take time to rest.
If God had just chilled for a little longer back then, all of our weekends could be a little longer now. But no; go-getter God was up and at 'em on Day Eight. No case of the Monday Mornings for the Almighty.
It was a lot like running communications the week of an election. You strap in, and get ready for the ride. From the night prior through the actual giving day and into the early morning of the next day, it was a nonstop rush.
On the front end, the browser has grown from being a strange dumb terminal of documents and forms to a full partner. The browser not only provides a window into the world of classic websites, but helps us deal with devices that we can reach over a network.
Research is beginning to show that we need to be much smarter about what we actually do when we manage to get away from the office. Instead of simply "switching off," we need to learn how to switch among a variety of modes.