Did you know:
You certainly didn't want to be known as a lollygagger at the beginning of the 20th century. Back then, lollygag was slang for "fooling around" (sexually, that is). That sense of lollygag was in use as long ago as 1868, and it probably originated as an alteration of the older (and more dawdlingly innocent) lallygag. Nowadays, lollygag doesn't usually carry such naughty connotations, but back in 1946, one Navy captain considered lollygagging enough of a problem to issue this stern warning: "Lovemaking and lollygagging are hereby strictly forbidden... The holding of hands, osculation, and constant embracing of WAVES [Women Accepted for Volunteer Emergency Service], corpsmen or civilians and sailors, or any combination of male and female personnel is a violation of naval discipline...."
I guess it means the same when I dillydally the time away because I rather not think about work.
Bathroom breaks and other excuses for dillydallying give your heart rate a chance to return to normal. So take advantage of them. In these teetering times, we need to take these moments and break away from the actuality of madness and come to some chimera of what is real in every sense but what is also as wide as your imagination can take you. I am talking about Second Life. Not a game, nothing like that, although you could play games here if you like. Your vision of whatever it is can be realized here.
So come on over here and put on your best gown and sit for some Sunday afternoon coffee and pastries. Envision yourself in a safe zone of peace and tranquility. Do all your lollygagging and dillydallying here. Create your own enticing place that persuades you to drown your mental health with joy and contentment just like that bathroom break that turns your heart rate back to normal. You will be transformed and feel so much better. Come see me at the Retreat here in Second Life. I will leave a light on for you. :)
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