I’m considering designating my bedroom a no-thinking area, to fend off the encroachment of work-related deliberation into my sleep. It could be healthy anyway to have at least one place where I can take a break from the continuous churning of my neocortex. I can’t imagine that excessive rational thought is any more wholesome than eating ten pounds of broccoli or lifting weights for three hours a day. The difficulty is enforcing a moritorium on deliberative thought. For some reason it seems to be nearly impossible to remember to NOT THINK in a particular place or at a particular time; it probably takes a huge preamble of habit-forming before it’s anywhere near airtight.