I have always liked this phrase, sometimes called “day-dreaming”. It is different from having a short – look! a squirrel! – attention span or being “distracted”. Sometimes the thoughts you are lost inside are the ones that matter, and the rest are pulling you back to immediate reality.
This morning I was making a bowl of oatmeal, noting the steady rain outside the kitchen window. No big deal, right? But then I noticed a small puddle on the driveway making wave upon wave of concentric ripples, spreading the energy of falling raindrops into perfect circles, over and over again.
Momentarily lost in this little act of physics revealed, I nearly forgot the oatmeal but saved it in the nick of time. Was I distracted by the rain or the oatmeal? What is lost and what is gained?
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