I am one of the few people on the planet at the moment with nothing to do. It's unnerving. And slightly surreal. Usually back-to-school means total chaos, tons of work, PTA meetings, fighting to get new projects out into the universe. But this year—nothing. What's even stranger is that I'm not panicking, which is my usual reaction to too much time on my hands. I'm not exercising like mad. Apparently I gave that up a couple of years ago. I'm not anxiety-ridden, freaking out, floundering in the depths of despair (except when thinking about the impending election). I'm ok.