yesterday, i beat my sister and b-i-l to big lots by a rather wide margin, and as a result, i had some time to burn. the situation was made more interesting by the fact that i had just left my therapist, where we’d discussed, among other things, my anxiety over time that isn’t filled with purpose. the purpose doesn’t have to be particularly purposeful, but it does have to be planned, something specific. so when i found myself with about…