Sometimes I sing the Thomas the Tank Engine song to myself:
We’re busy so busy,
So many things to do,
Huffing and puffing,
It’s work the whole day through,
Pick up workmen from the Docks,
‘Where’s that toolkit?’
‘Where’s that box?’
Just keep working round the clock,
We’re busy, busy, busy.
And then I realize, it’s my choice to be busy. I need to make different choices. Where’s that toolkit? Where’s that box?