The Quiet Season

What if rest is the real work?

I like to plan my breaks the way I plan my work—intentionally. As I write this, I’m curled up on my couch in pajamas, imagining myself a few days from now, lying on a beach in Hawaii. It’s a little future-casting to remind myself that rest doesn’t just happen—it takes thought, preparation, and, sometimes, a plane ticket.

I don’t actually know what I’ll b…