Yesterday was my day of rest. No clock, no appointments, nothing pressing. La dolce far niente the Italians call it: sweet idleness. Does the body good, and the heart-mind. Jean-Jacques Rousseau (1712-1788), Swiss philosopher, essayist, and “brilliant, undisciplined, and unconventional thinker,” described all this with elegant simplicity:
I got up at sunrise and was happy: I walked, and was happy. … I roamed the forests and hills, I wandered in the valleys, I read, I did nothing, I worked in the garden, I picked fruit, I helped in the house, and happiness followed me everywhere–happiness which could not be referred to any definite object, but dwelt entirely within myself and which never left me a single instant.
source: Rousseau, J-J. (1998). The confessions. Wordsworth Editions, p. 219.