I make dinner most weeknights. I have, for some time now, made it while listening to a podcast at 1.5x speed, which is the speed I read at, which is the speed I do most things at.
Last Wednesday I put the radio on instead. The local station, the one with weather and traffic and a guy who plays jazz between 7 and 9. I chopped onions slowly and let the pasta water boil while I just stood there. I heard a song I didn't know.
Took 35 minutes instead of the usual 20, tasted the same, and it didn't blur into the other ones. I'm not turning this into a thing, that's not the post. The post is that I noticed I had been doing it the other way for so long that doing it normally felt strange.