"The art of living is the art of bringing dreams and reality together. I have a dream. It is called love, anarchy, freedom. It is called being idle."
Here is a very elaborate & literate piece on the art of being idle. Strangely enough though, it seems to be diligently done (presumably largely before dawn) and excuses idleness by the creative productivity it spawns (sometimes). Do we have to conclude therefore that ultimately, idleness for its own sake truly is not socially acceptable?
But be that as it may, it is an excellent collection of quotables in support of your convalescence from industriousness!