"My thoughts are whirled like a potter's wheel; I know not where I am nor what I do.” Wm. Shakespeare

On the other hand, Will,  in my experience, throwing clay on the turning wheel often helps to clear my mind.

I've been making pottery for many, many years now, ever since my then teenaged daughter and I signed up for lessons with a Berkeley potter. It was going to be something fun that we could do together, a mother-daughter thing, you might say. As it turned out, it was a turning point for me,  - becoming a maker of useful objects out of the earth's most abundant substance - clay. It thrilled me. And my daughter?  She thought it was kind of messy, and she pursued medicine as a career.  I earn my living with my hands in clay.