20 minutes.
My legs fell asleep, and again I had the feeling in my thumb, but less than before.
Some chitter-chatter, some non-chitter-chatter.
When my mind is clear and quiet, it's quite nice, a pleasure.
When I get caught up in the future or the past, it's agony. I almost gave up, talked myself into keeping on, and about 20 seconds after that, the bell went off to signal the end of the 20 minutes.
Good work.
Now to eat! =)
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