When the wind starts to bite, don't you just want to curl up with a cup of
spiced tomato soup (above) and a good book? At a SpaRitual event I attended last week, Carl Honoré of the book
In Praise of Slowness spoke about our rapid-fire culture (What? Really? Wait, what are we talking about again?) and the inaccurate conception of slowness as a lack of productivity. I think I understand. I walk so fast on my way to work that I once steamrolled right over a baby. And, if you're a member of the three-person group that spans the entire sidewalk (an approximation that takes obesity rates into consideration), I will stomp around you before turning around to shoot you my dirtiest look.
It can't be healthy.
So.
I take this to mean that we should sit and do nothing this weekend.
Enjoy!
