The the the, the the the, the the-the, the, the
Drumming drumming drumming yeah
With giant hands like oak tree branches
Pounding the roof with bored puzzled glances


Something I regularly say, but in some cases I don’t regularly heed:

Doing is better than saying.

One of the cases where I don’t heed it is seeing friends and family. I become self-absored in my own immediate family (in many cases rightly so), and “doing” becomes “I must do…”.

I did something about it recently, and made phone calls to all of my siblings. A two minute phone call is better than a three second “I must do”.