Maybe you can go through a whole day without one original thought.
Dredge your mind for images of today and what comes up?
The trail blahblahblah, something vaguely annoying at work blahblahblah, a bottle of beer as you sat on a green plastic toadstool in the yard under late afternoon sun while two inspired children acted out some nutty scenario around you blahblahblah.
That’s not to complain. Another decent day in the life. It was after all Friday.
the track crunches pleasingly
under your tyres