I know there have been periods in which I had idle time – long stretches of afternoons in which there were jigsaw puzzles and card playing or leisurely dips in the pool. Times where “what should we do?” meant anything instead of the next means to meet a goal, or the next thing on the To Do list.
It’s not that I don’t have moments of leisure but it’s more like I STEAL them now, guiltily playing a little computer game when I should be sending emails or throwing up my hands and watching a TV show in the midst of writing an application.
It feels like a pastime is something one has when one has a large stretch of time in which to do nothing, in which any number of pleasurable activities could happen.