I ended up with the oddest prescription I’ve ever received during my latest visit to my specialist. He pulled out his magical pad of paper, made some odd scratching a and told me to consider filling it sooner rather than later.
Naturally I had to read what he wrote. Since my own hand writing seems to indicate I should have been a doctors, had no problem reading his markings. He had written out a prescription for me to take a long, stress-free break.
To my thinking, this condition called life means experiencing stress is a given to all of us. What isn’t a given is how much we are exposed to or how we cope with it. So a stress-free break seems impossible to me. But reducing the stress is achievable.
I packed up my lovely new car and headed out to a nice, restful place. I brought books, music and my cellphone, to take pictures etc. oh I also brought clothes, all sorts of lovely food and wonderful drinks.
The plan was to forget about the daily schedules and such. Just simple enjoy the time and doing what I wanted, when I wanted. Sounds like just the thing right?
except I’ve comes t discover that I seem to handle stress so much better than complete leisure time. Perhaps it was the seclusion, perhaps it was then rake of minds was in. At any rate I cut the trip so I could head home and relax, ignoring the daily schedules that everyone around me seemed so intent on keeping!