Ahh, the book store. Or the library. The somewhat organized but somewhat random (at least in my head) method to the librarian's madness. There is something calming in that. It's nice to simply walk through the stacks, letting your eyes wander, seeing where they will fall. Choosing a subject, but not a book, finding a gem you'd never heard of, or reading a paragraph that intrigues you. I love it.

I've been practicing seated meditation on and off again for the last year or so. That crazed mental state, of the brain needing something to work on, is so good to be aware of. Sometimes just saying "no" and making yourself sit brings up amazing things. Sometimes it just scares the shit out of you to recognize how little real control we really have over our minds.

Moments of nothing. A powerful reminder. Thanks, Rands. I appreciate your insight.