So as a starting point, I picked up this book of puzzles published by Mensa. And that was the mistake I committed. It was the mental equivalent of climbing Mt. Everest in my regular Sunday gym gear (which consists of a track suit and a pair of sports shoes both of which I have never ever used for the purpose they were bought). It was devastating. The puzzles remained puzzles. And to be honest, when I tried to cheat, the solutions in the last page were incomprehensible too. Doh! Homer Simpson would be proud of me.
But I did not lose heart. I picked up my daily newspaper and started to do the daily crossword. Another big mistake. I pride myself to be an acrostics enthusiast but I hadn't tried one in ages. I am now eagerly waiting for tomorrow's paper for the crossword's solution. I am clueless and I haven't filled even a single cell.
Now I need to figure out where to start. Probably I should start where it all started. Right about the time when I got this silly thought that I need to slow down and start using my grey (or is it gray) cells. I should just stop thinking about it. In fact I should stop thinking. I will just watch the Formula I Shanghai Grand Prix where the cars will just keep going in circles till the time someone feels enough is enough and waves a flag (a flag that reminds me of a crossword.
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