Ben: I've finally sat down to study, and already my mind has wandered. I picked up a book for reference, and again my mind is elsewhere. I underline. I re-read. I turn the page. And still I cannot ground myself. The toilet is running in the background. I can not get it to stop. In the kitchen the sink has a persistent drip. And the fan, above, ticks with every rotation. Where is my mind; with the running, or is it with the dripping, or could it be somewhere around the ticking and rotating?
Morgan: Glass is not my friend today. Its beating me up and leaving me wounded.
Morgan: Glass is not my friend today. Its beating me up and leaving me wounded.
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