[Seeing this] made me reevaluate the simple assumptions about body posture and positioning that dictate so many parts of the day.

  .  .  .  As we let our bodies drift on the ground, I felt unfettered from time, unmoored from the persistent march of the hours. … my life is a fraction of a millisecond in the context of all of time.  I savored the moments of intentional “uselessness”.