Nah, it just sounds like you don't want to say what it really is.

[because boy, does he understand. He scratches at his cheek for a moment, mulling over what he wants to say next. It's one of those things where he has to be . . . delicate, and that's not something he excels at]

But I get it - you want to do something that'll get all the bad shit out of your head, something you can do where you don't have to think. [with a snort] Mindless shit.