Why does doing nothing make us feel so guilty? You know the feeling: an ambiguous yet pervasive guilt that jabs you in the ribs as you scroll past another homemade pasta reel on Instagram. Free time feels like a daunting abyss full of the overwhelming potential to create, communicate or cultivate. In a world that values the dollar sign over everything else, doing nothing feels more wasteful than restful. There must be a passion project worthy of profit or a side hustle ready to free you from the corporate race.
The shiny haired, glossy lipped version of you considers the glamorous pursuit of becoming a beauty blogger. Your inner creative yearns to be an NFT artist, selling your creations for cryptomillions. The sexually liberated you even tosses around the
