Last weekend, I took a much needed break by, of all things, working. I was a vendor at Shimmy Tecumseh, a weekend-long event that combined belly dance workshops and camping. The weather was perfect, the people were great, and I had a lot of fun. I breathed. I listened. I napped to the sound of cicadas and the wind blowing through the trees. And I realized that I need to make more time in my busy schedule to do those things.