Concert pianist Vladimir Horowitz tells about the time he played a dissonant contemporary composition at a private gathering. When he finished, someone asked, “I don’t understand what that composition means, Mr. Horowitz. Could you please explain it?” Without a word, Horowitz played the composition again. When he finished he turned to his questioner and said, “That’s what it means.” Conditioned mind is always arguing for meaning precisely because there is no such thing, and the way to stay busy is to try to find something that doesn’t exist. Today, have a meaningless day–and enjoy every minute of it!