The pleasure of a rested mind — rested from the necessity of always needing to be busy with something useful, to strategize, or to advance oneself in some way — is not the same as boredom. It imparts a quiet gladness, a sense of breadth and spaciousness that is made possible by dropping for a while our story of who we think we are. No matter what we are doing or not doing, true rest happens when we take a rest from ourselves.
— Roger Housden, Seven Sins for a Life Worth Living