From the wise words of the Backyardigans song. I now sing this song to myself when I am finding myself in the Thick of It and not really know where I am going.
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
Ugh
We’re tramping through the bush
On and on we push
Into the thick of it
But we can’t see where we’re going
We’ve made a stellar start
To find the jungle’s heart
But all we’ll find is nothing
If we can’t see where we’re going
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
But we can’t see where we’re going
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
But we can’t see where we’re going
Ugh
The jungle’s kind of tricky
The path is never straight
And sometimes there’s no path at all
Which makes it hard to navigate
Although the jungle’s thick
We’re moving through it quick
But that won’t do us any good
If we’re going around in circles
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
Into the thick of it
Guy
I can’t help but think of the first verse of Lump by the Presidents of the United States. Not quite the same impetus but my mind connected the two. Thick? Mud? Here goes…
Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lumps pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas
Hilarious