I try to keep my attention on the Rosary itself, when I’m praying it, and on the images that I associate with each decade, within each set of mysteries, but my mind invariably wanders, in the way that I’ve just described. Which is ok, or anyway is understandable. I mean that distraction is to be expected during prayer; it’s a constant battle that you must try to find a little bit of humor in, as you try to overcome it.