Solitary splendor

I went to a baseball game last night, a double-A game. Got my chicken fingers, beer, sat down and watched some decent ball. The game is good for being able to sit and chill and letting life slow a bit. There were times last night, in the stands, where I felt empty. Not in a bad way, but no thoughts, no feelings, just there. While I was at work, I felt myself floating into that state. A light bulb goes off in my mind. Ah, this is the way...