I love my morning ablutions. They take about a quarter of an hour, but they require not a single thought. And I am not exaggerating, for thoughtlessness reigns all the way through the ablutions. I first take a shower. I wash my hair with shampoo, and then my body with soap. The towel takes no thought, either. One move follows another without fail, and I dry myself from head to toe. Next, I brush my teeth. Following that, I shave. The morning shave is a small marvel, too. I start under my nose, then I go to the left cheek, the right cheek, the chin, and the neck. It all goes automatically. Not a thought is required. Zilch. After the shave, I rinse my nose with rhino horn, in which I put some salt and baking soda. Finally, I apply some cream to my penis and testes, and then I apply another cream to my face. Having finished my ablutions, I leave the bathroom feeling accomplished. And the reason for this is that I am not encumbered by any thoughts whatsoever through all the steps, some of which require quite a bit of care. As well as skill. Oh, the incomparable joy of unadulterated thoughtlessness!