Thinking Intensely of lesser important things.

In the morning, I drank two cups of tea. I went for a walk. It was too hot in the park. I felt particularly hungry around noon.

In the evening I went to drink tea. It had rained earlier. I sat on my side-parked scooter. The wind and clouds make my evening tea ritual particularly pleasing. I like to listen to song that I am stuck with on a particular day. I try to think as intensely as possible. I am often blank.

In the night I walk in my room. I think about various things of lesser importance. Often the distance between important and unimportant is as much as a thread.