thinking about thinking

In situations when I'm forced to be idle-- such as having to stay at home or getting stuck in a no-WiFi zone or when there's a blackout--my flatulent brain would ruminate and pass gaseous outrageous thoughts that I try to keep at bay by blinking innumerable times until my eyelids feel the burn of fatigue. I occasionally like those moments especially when the aforementioned brain farts are related to what needs to be done. Otherwise, I wish my consciousness would let me think passively of white wall-less halls of deafening silence. You know, when it's so silent you actually hear an *eeeiiingggg* sound...