“It feels like porridge in my head,” I grumble about the heat to my beloved. “Great,” she smiles. “Free of thought at long last!” She knows my lofty principles.

Addendum (March 20, 2016)

My lofty principles notwithstanding, there is a huge difference between abandoning thought at will and wishing to think clearly but being unable to do so. The difference is no less than fundamental. Whence my grudging complaint. But the best course of action when unable to think clearly is to abandon all thought at will. Whence my beloved’s mocking praise. Indeed, turning things around is often the best way forward. Besides, it is always good to remember that the tyranny of thought is the greatest tyranny of all. Whatever the reason for its fall, it is time to rejoice rather than grumble.