Like: Not a thought in my head. For hours on end I can drift through the farm chores, talking to the dogs, directing cows, checking for weight gain and health, inspecting pigs and sorting chickens – all without a single useful thought. The interesting thing I have discovered is that if I do not mentally attach a word to an action my memory loses touch with it as well. I become a slow moving runaway train on a mono rail.
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