That dreamlike state one experiences upon first awakening (someone correct me if I have the wrong term). I can lay for hours in this state. My body feels like a drop of water on a bed of sponge that soaks me up completely. As I drift in and out of wakefulness, down into even cozier realms of morning sleep, my mind, too, drifts openly and peacefully in waves of dreamy awareness.
The mantric walk and breathing make flitting about from thought to thought, whether it be Kant's universal law for ethics or the theme song from "How the Grinch Stole Christmas," seemless.