I like to think; turn off the tv, the computer, the radio and just consider things. My wife calls this procrastination, but I feel that is just a wife thing. This can be considered a form of meditation, but instead of completely emptying my mind (which is tragically leaky as it is), I start out with a base thought or image and then, gradually moving in steps farther out from it, I add to it perspectives and luggage which might correspond to each step. And then I, finally reaching the limit of my mental capabilities on the subject, do the dishes,