Endless mind chatter. About all sorts of things. Pizzas. Light talk in Gujarati. Weather. The lanes and bylanes of Oxford. Ride in the car. Nice ambience in that other centre... No pull towards anything... like sorting out the jumble of clothes that have been washed and dried and need to be ironed now...
Unless the intellect is alert and active and exercises authority, ordinariness slips in. Then can negativity be far behind? The mind needs an agenda. The intellect needs to set it.
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