"What is one to do on a bleak day but drift for a while through the streets — drift with the stream."
1905 - 1961
Drifting is an art that many of us have never learned. In our fast pace world where we seek to climb the ladder of success and produce more and more artistic work, we never stop and rest. Even our vacations are full of doing. We joke about going back to work in order to rest from our vacation.
In farming, there is a concept of letting the field lay fallow for a year — not to plant any crops. The soil needs a break in order to replenish itself. And the same is true of artists and writers. We must learn to rest — to drift without direction or purpose, to lay fallow in order to replenish and restore our souls. We must learn to enjoy a warm autumn afternoon simply for the sake of enjoying.