Based on my interpretation of the instructions I inferred that not participating in school or work should rightfully be on a day when the event actually occurs. Thus, I arrived at Friday morning and shrewd beeping of my various alarm clocks. I popped out of bed, with every intention of returning to it just a few brief moments and back to the half finished dreams I was eager to finish. I snatched my laptop from my bed side crate and wrote a prolific email to my co-workers about the importance of the "mental health day" and how this gorgeous October Friday would be mine. Laptop closes sleep resumes...

Three hours later...

I awoke this time for real, with the warm afternoon sun on my face ready for this day; this wonderful eventless day. I broke my fast, showered my sleepy skin, and dressed to impress absolutely no one. I picked up and folded some clothing that long been used as carpeting over my hardwood floors and headed off to the bookstore. Leisure days, most certainly require leisure reading and it was certainly on my mind.

I pranced down the block, footloose and most assuredly fancy free as I daydreamed of my co-workers, collars around their necks, chained snugly to their monitors only to be released for "exactly 30 minutes" for a lunch break. I arrived at my destination and browsed for hours. Retail therapy of the best kind. After finally agreeing upon a selection, I made my purchase and headed off to, yes! you guessed it...a park!

Parking in the park, reading my book. I realized my task had indeed been completed. I had successfully not gone to work.