Today does not have a virtuegraph because Friday is Sabbath day.

State: altered

Today I was in a terrible mood. Why?

I felt that people “dispose of my time”.

That people only think about themselves.

Yet I include myself in this group.

We are only interested in what we see.

We are seldom interested in what the other person sees.

I am seldom interested in anybody.

What am I really interested in?

Where does my thought wander, if it is not triviality?

It is only triviality.

I think I digest, but I regurgitate

Is a repetitive thought a puzzle to be resolved?

Most thought is useless.

Let us be honest: in practical terms, what is one to do?

To catch oneself thinking trivialities.

Come back into presence.

The world of thought dispelled.

I feel my breath.

I am here.

Writing this, in itself, is triviality.

I’ll go to bed now