Listen to rain on a window for five minutes. It’s free and nobody can monetize it.

Very few pleasures are left that nobody owns. Rain on glass is not trying to keep you there, does not get better if you pay, and leaves no record of you having enjoyed it. The relief is not really about the rain; it is about nothing being asked.

Five minutes is the whole instruction, and it has to be five minutes of only that. No music underneath it, no phone in your hand. Do it once and you will notice how strange it feels to be entertained by something with no interest in you.