That which we have is not ours to hold. When we leave the world, we can take none of it with us. To live one's life in a fruitless pursuit is to have wasted every day.
There is nothing wrong with enjoying what you have. But never let it gain possession of you. It is shameful for that which lacks life to consume those who live.
When recreation requires too much effort, it becomes work. Relaxation fades, and frustration sets in. The moment of rest becomes nothing more than a fantasy.
What is the purpose of stressing ourselves out in the vain hope of respite? Let that which is outside take care of itself. It is you who are in need of a break.
Live while the breath of life is in you. Leave all the trappings to ensnare the fools. That which can be left behind, was but a hindrance all along.