Luckily, I sleep like a rock and always have, but I can waste as much time daydreaming as anybody. Just yesterday I was outside my office and saw a flat-bed truck pull in to deliver a rack of mirrors to the closet/glass retailer nearby. The sun glinted off one of the mirrors and it got me thinking about how that might cause a grass-fire while the guy was driving down the highway.
That got me thinking about my car catching on fire and what I would do to get out of it. That got me thinking about my funeral and what the playlist during the prelude should be.
That got me thinking about an obscure lyric of a favourite song; couldn’t quite remember it correctly. That got me stuck on an earworm song...I honestly don’t know how long I stood there humming it. I finally snapped-to when somebody came by and spoke to me.