RElease the Day—

It's late and I've spent too many hours in front of my computer—to no avail. Nothing accomplished, nothing earth shattering discovered. How do so many hours get eaten up by a machine?

Then there are all those time eating machines waiting to nibble away at the hours in a day—all those time saving devices in the kitchen, cell phones, even the vacuum cleaner.

Then there's the stack of books on my shelf. How many books can one read at one time and yet I can't seem to go into a library without taking out another book—the penultimate book on keeping an artist's journal or the newest mystery or another not to be missed literary masterpiece.

But do I want to return to the days of churning butter, sweeping up a dirt floor, using rocks to clean clothes?

No, I'll sink into my comfortable chair, release the day, and eat some mint frozen yogurt. I wish it was decadent to indulge in frozen yogurt. Perhaps if I scatter some walnut pieces on top...