I had that experience (not myself) with a former girlfriend. She vocalized how she thought it was "so indulgent" to lie about for an hour on a late-summer Sund

I had that experience (not myself) with a former girlfriend. She vocalized how she thought it was "so indulgent" to lie about for an hour on a late-summer Sunday afternoon in the city. I grew up in a small, small town and remember a time even in the 90s before there was internet access. And then a time when there was, but it was far from readily accessible. Entire days could be consumed by riding your bike on country roads past cornfields and sitting at the foot of waterfalls. There was nothing else to do. I read a lot. If that's indulgent I must be the most ugly glutton!