Sometimes, I Just Sits

Sometimes I sits and thinks and sometimes I just sits. The same’s true of riding a bike.

It’s odd, but having an empty conscious brain for a couple of hours is both mildly disconcerting – when you realize that X amount of time has elapsed without you being aware of it – and refreshing. It’s a state, an experience, you can only get when you’re doing something you’re well practiced in, something you can just do.

Is that a case of fooling your own brain? Is that even possible as a concept?

A lone chair in a garden

Sometimes, I just sits