The mosque was bursting at the seams today for Friday Prayers, as pretty much any mosque in Singapore, or Malaysia, is in this month. I arrived there a little later than I intended as my last lesson overran. By the time I got there the only place I could find to pray was on the tiled floor right at the back. It was more comfortable than I expected, and will now find a place on my list of unlikely spots I've prayed in and found reasonably conducive for concentration despite their limitations. I suppose the strangely conducive nature of such spots is due to the realisation that you've got to make the best of things and lose yourself in the experience.
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