Couple nights ago, 30 minutes after midnight, thought came to mind: check the pipes in the basement. Sure enough no water flowing from the taps. I opened them up, set up a heater approximately where I believe the lines were behind the drywall, viewed a hundred Youtube videos about frozen pipes while waiting and 3 hours later some drips started. Tried to be calm and go to sleep, 4 or 5 am. By 11 am next morning water was flowing, disaster averted and a trickle remains now until freeze outside ends. The brain is a quantum computer. How many things it is checking/ fixing in addition to the mind being a mind. Tried to retrace how the thought originally came, the fortuitousness of it. Like the position one enters soloing, trying to be free from freezing.