Q. What are you doing here?
A. I’m fulfilling the requirement.
Q. What requirement?
A. I’m required to come up with a Tuesday Tuneup every Tuesday morning.
Q. Is that a requirement? Or just a desire?
A. Okay, it’s a desire. A requirement sounds a bit harsh, you’re right.
Q. Did I say anything about a requirement being harsh?
A. No – I suppose you didn’t. But what is your question?
Q. My question is, why would you feel obligated to produce a Tuesday Tuneup if you don’t have anything in particular on your mind?
A. Because it’s not really possible for there to be nothing on my mind. The mind was designed to think. And you have a way of drawing out what’s on my mind, even if I don’t know what it is at the start.
Q. What is on your mind?
A. What’s on my mind is how there really doesn’t seem to be anything on my mind this morning.
Q. But isn’t that on your mind?
A. Ha — this is the kind of stuff that happens during meditation.
Q. Have you been meditating too much lately?
A. Well, uh – more than usual. I don’t know it it’s too much.
Q. Do you think that meditation is clearing your mind of its thoughts?
A. Not exactly. Otherwise none of this would be happening. These are my thoughts, aren’t they?
Q. But didn’t you just say there was nothing on your mind?
A. Uh . . . I guess I was . . . a bit premature in presuming to pretend I had precluded all premediation from my —
Q. From your preschool mentality?
A. Now you’re getting downright insulting!
Q. But aren’t I just playing off all the things you’re saying to me?
A. Jesus! Now I know why meditation is such a menace. I’m lacing up my shoes for a run in the snowy snow snow. Laterz.
The Questioner is silent.
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