I'm waiting to leave for Colorado on wednesday. I'm really waiting hard because I'm not going to do anything the next two days, and nothing is about how much I did all weekend.

My first axiom on the relationship between inertia and gult: The longer you are engaged in any situation, the more things exist that you feel you "ought" to be doing.

Ignoring these "oughts" is best solved by hurtling oneself down a mountain in a controlled fashion. You realize the only thing you ought to do is breathe, make it the bottom safely and forget the fabricated guilt.