
By Ann Hood
Here is what we need to do. All of us. Right now. We need to stare out the window. Or go outside and lie on the grass and look up at the sky.
Perhaps you are rolling your eyes at this suggestion, wondering what good that will do us. Perhaps you have dismissed the idea already and are back to your to-do list or your applications or your phone or your project or any of the myriad things we fill every one of our precious minutes with. But let me tell you what can come of staring out the window. Very early one morning in 1889, a man woke before sunrise and lay in his bed staring out the window. 鈥淭he sight of the stars,鈥 he wrote in a letter to his brother, 鈥渁lways makes me dream.鈥 That man was Vincent van Gogh, and staring out that window at those stars led him to paint perhaps his most famous painting, The Starry Night.
When I was 9 years old and singing along with the Lovin鈥 Spoonful on WPRO鈥And you can be sure that if you鈥檙e feelin鈥 right, a daydream will last along into the night鈥擨 had nothing to do but memorize the multiplication tables, read the Nancy Drew books in order, learn all the state capitals, and daydream. This was 1966, long before kids were overscheduled and fast-tracked. I didn鈥檛 do after-school activities (actually there weren鈥檛 any in my school), play on a traveling sports team, learn an instrument, or get enriched in any way other than through reading and using my imagination.

In high school鈥擶est Warwick High School, class of 1974鈥擨 acted in school plays and wrote for the newspaper and worked on the yearbook and had a job for Jordan Marsh that required weekly trips to Boston and weekends spent at the Warwick Mall handing out samples of Bonne Belle cosmetics and standing in the department store window in the latest fashions without moving for several hours at a time. As much as I am a fan of daydreaming, I am also a fan of being busy. Daydreaming for a thousand years, as John Sebastian continued in the song 鈥淒aydream,鈥 does not get problems solved or children raised or legal cases settled or books written. 溏心vlog免费B站 writing her award-winning short stories, Eudora Welty said, 鈥淒aydreaming started me on the way.鈥
It is this perfect balance of working hard, even very hard, and giving ourselves permission to daydream that we all need to strive for. 鈥淵ou know what I worry about?鈥 Judy Blume, author of young-adult novels like Are You There God? It鈥檚 Me, Margaret and Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, said. 鈥淚 worry that kids today don鈥檛 have enough time to just sit and daydream.鈥 Even though Freud described daydreams as infantile and a way for us to escape real-life demands and responsibilities, I side with Judy Blume on the debate.
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suddenly found myself one of 10,000 undergraduates living in a coed dorm, confronted with offers of drugs, sex, and acts of
daring-do like climbing the tower on Route 138 in the dark, not to mention the slew of 8 a.m. classes followed by hours and hours of no obligations at all. I was 17 years old, and overwhelmed by it all, including having a roommate for the first time in my life. On my second morning at 溏心vlog免费B站, I went to the bathroom at the end of the hall to take a shower. When I looked down, I saw the hairy legs and size-12 feet of the boy taking a shower in the stall next to mine, and I started to cry. It was all too much鈥擯sych 101 with its 100 students in an auditorium, the stack of confusing course syllabi on my desk, the campus map鈥攁ll of it was too much.
I finished my shower, went back to my room to grab the notebooks I favored back then鈥攑urple-lined pages鈥攁nd practically ran down all four flights of stairs and outside, where I found a patch of grass beneath a tree. I sat down there. I didn鈥檛 even open my notebook, not right away. I just sat there and lost myself to daydreams. 鈥淯nlike any other form of thought,鈥 Michael Pollan wrote in A Place of My Own: The Education of an Amateur Builder, 鈥渄aydreaming is its own reward.鈥 It was for me that day.

I cannot remember where those daydreams took me, though surely far beyond Barlow dormitory and Psych 101 to some fuzzy future that involved Parisian garrets or glitzy Manhattan literary parties. But what I do remember is that after a little while beneath that tree, I opened my notebook and wrote a very bad poem that I probably thought was brilliant. Then I got up and walked back inside with the strength to face the day.
Although I can鈥檛 speak for the generations of college students that followed my own, I do know by having raised a son who is now 25 that the challenges facing them are even harder in many ways than the ones I faced in the mid-1970s. And one of the biggest of those challenges is being over-scheduled, with virtually every free minute after school taken up by activities geared toward achieving better grades, higher status, awards and internships, and fancier degrees. According to USA Today, studies show that over the last 30 years, children have seen their free time evaporate. They spend half as much time playing outdoors as kids did in the 1980s. And an American Psychological Association survey showed that 1 in 4 teens feels extreme levels of stress during the school year. Some researchers have even suggested that overscheduling and the growing pressures to succeed have caused a growing empathy gap. 鈥淪tudents entering college after the year 2000 had empathy levels 40 percent lower than students who came before them,鈥 Vicki Abels wrote in that 2014 USA Today article, 鈥淪tudents Lack School-Life Balance.鈥 She adds that a recent study at the University of Colorado found that students with unstructured time are far better at setting and accomplishing goals.
It may sound facile to believe that daydreaming can help counter these negative trends, yet Josh Golin, executive director of the Campaign for a Commercial-Free Childhood, says, 鈥淚t鈥檚 important to let kids be a little bored and see what comes out of that boredom.鈥 Golin advocates for the ultimate goal of a healthy mix of activity and unscheduled downtime. Alvin Rosenfeld, author of The Over-Scheduled Child, agrees. 鈥淓nrichment activities add a lot to kids鈥 lives,鈥 he told The New York Times in 2013. 鈥淭he problem is we鈥檝e lost the ability to balance them with downtime.鈥 Part of his solution? 鈥淪pend time with no goal in mind.鈥

After my own bumpy start to college, which included landing on academic probation after my first semester鈥攁 real blow to a straight-A student鈥擨 got busy. I won a seat on the Student Senate, became its Tax Committee chairperson, joined a sorority, took advanced Shakespeare classes, wrote notebooks full of bad poetry and short stories, went to plays and museums. But the busier I got, the more I made time for my favorite activity: daydreaming.
As much as I remember with great fondness listening to Dr. Warren Smith passionately discuss King Lear and Othello, I remember with equal fondness sitting on Narragansett Beach with my pals Kathy and Mary-Ann doing nothing at all. We talked about love and the big futures awaiting us. But we also stretched out on our blanket beneath a warm sun and just listened to the waves, our minds going in different directions, our dreams taking various shapes and journeys. I treasured, too, the long walk alone from Alpha Xi Delta on Fraternity Circle, all the way uphill to Independence Hall, a walk of almost a mile, with just my wandering thoughts for company. By the time I arrived at Dr. Smith鈥檚 class, I was ready to think and argue and discuss Shakespeare. From there I walked across the Quad to the Ram鈥檚 Den, where I always found a table of friends to join. How grown-up I felt when I bought a cup of coffee! How nourished I was to sit there for an hour or more deep in conversation. I would have to race off eventually, to a class or a meeting, fueled by not just intellectual stimulation but by camaraderie and the time to think my own thoughts in the most unstructured way possible鈥攆ree-floating, free-associating, unconscious, necessary.
In his New Yorker article, 鈥淭he Virtues of Daydreaming,鈥 Jonah Lehrer writes about how psychologists and neuroscientists now believe that mind wandering is actually an essential cognitive tool. 鈥淚t turns out,鈥 Lehrer tells us, that when we daydream, 鈥渨e begin exploring our own associations, contemplating counterfactuals and fictive scenarios that only exist inside our head.鈥 And that鈥檚 good for us. 鈥淲e think we鈥檙e wasting time,鈥 Lehrer concludes, 鈥渂ut, actually, an intellectual fountain really is spurting.鈥
As I write this, I am in my apartment in Greenwich Village on a warm summer鈥檚 day. My husband is across the room at his desk working on his new book. I have a lunch meeting in an hour. During that hour I could read my students鈥 papers for an upcoming class. I could revise the new ending of my manuscript, or myriad other tasks and obligations. But instead, I will step outside into that sunshine and meander across town, just me and my thoughts. What a day for a daydream, indeed! How about you?
