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"There is very little room for relaxation, but as long as I capitalize on those brief moments of peace, I'm OK."

— Maelle Gavet

My friends, we must take the time this Sunday to cherish every moment the day has to offer, because this is the last peaceful Sunday we'll have for the next few months!

There's no need to rush to the grocery store in a mad panic because someone forgot to pick up eggs, flour or milk or pretty much any baking ingredient, for that matter. Fact is, today is probably the last day of the year that you can park your car at Wegmans without having to curse like a drunken sailor. You may even be able to push your shopping cart without being bottle-necked trying to enter the cereal aisle. You won't have to strain your way to a cashier either and it's the last time you'll hear anyone politely say "No, please... after you."

From big-box stores to small businesses it's just the calm before the holiday storm — and today is the last hours of peace. In fact, in reverence to the quiet, I'd stay away from any commercial enterprise all together, because you'll soon be leapfrogging to different stores one after another, night after night always on the hunt for the "perfect" gift that expresses your gross feelings without breaking your net worth.

Truth be told I'd recommend not even getting out of bed today, but seeing as though you are already reading the paper, it's too late to heed that advice, so perhaps you could at least stay on the couch this morning — and when your done reading my column you can binge watch Netflix. (I suggest Stranger Things 1 & 2. Yes it's a little weird, but with a title like that it is to be expected)

For a real experience in sensory slow-down you could always wrap yourself up in a blanket and read a good book or take a great nap or just, you know, do nothing. Stare at the walls, watch some paint dry or just look up at the clouds for a while. Perhaps it's a psychological flaw we all share in that we work so hard from 9 to 5 and when we finally do get a minute to relax we feel we're somehow being decadent by not being productive.

Fear not. The Earth's not going to become a frozen wasteland just because you decided to chill. No wars were ever started over someone wanting to lounge on the couch, and, unless your to-do list had "cure cancer" written on it, whatever you did have planned can wait. Heck, even Albert Einstein, who had one of the greatest minds in human history, took time to sail a boat once in a while.

So breathe, relax and lavish in the blandness, for soon the holiday season will be upon us and with it, the headaches.

Auburn native Bradley Molloy's column appears here each Sunday. He can be reached at lovonian@hotmail.com

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