Feeling good again.  I've been thinking about wasting time.  Maybe it's  a culturally relative concept.  Are we wasting time if we aren't making progress or helping others?  Am I wasting time if I'm sitting on the sofa vegging?  Letting my body go to pot?  I don't know if it makes much difference in our lives or anyone else's.  So what if it takes a month or year off my life?  I try to do some good for someone everyday,  It's usually George or mom.  I find little inconsequential things to do like work on my blue camel.  What determines importance?  The effect it has on me or others?  The end.  For today.