The grit in the oyster

What to do when there's nothing to do. Do you create "to do's"  even if normally you wouldn't do so ? You do get my drift don't you.
You know my predilection to creating an "effort free zone" where, doing something comes out of "the left field " as they say in baseball. 


Some people would crave a deserted beach, to chill out and recharge the batteries. Others would love a wild party to cram as many people and as many possibilities into a nights entertainment. The opportunity to catch a flight, land in a foreign speaking community, moving one out of ones comfort zone, heightening the thrill and unpredictability.



Perhaps another sort of thrill, launching off the top of a mountain in harness to a sky divers parachute. 
Offering to run with the bulls or spending a week trekking some hideously hot, insect ridden gorge. Each a possibility on the to do list - but why ? 



Its all a question of resolving the ticking clock, a clock which only becomes evident when the time at ones disposal becomes an issue and you gain the freedom to spend it as you wish. 
Time is now so valuable that we can become obsessed with it and, like the books you still would like to read. Each action has a reflective tag attached to it, since one is clearly not immortal. "What was it all for", comes to mind and given the chance would one do it any differently. 
Did the "mistakes" you made, make or break you, or were they the grit that formed in the oyster to create the pearl ?