I’ve just started reading James Thurber’s The Thirteen Clocks and laughed out loud at the following from his forward:

I wrote The Thirteen Clocks in Bermuda, where I had gone to finish another book. The shift to this one was an example of escapism and self-indulgence. Unless modern Man wanders down these byways occasionally, I do not see how he can hope to preserve his sanity.

So go ahead! Escape and self-indulge today in the name of sanity!