If some man came and informed you that you would certainly lose your
life the following day, what would you have to look forward to, what
would you do to occupy yourself while waiting for this day to end?
In what does the day we are now living differ from our last day?
To engage in useless activities, to talk about useless things, and
to think about useless things during the brief moments of free time
left us is not only to waste this time, but to blot out days that
extend into months and eventually into a whole lifetime.
	- Kenko, *Essays in Idleness*