Everybody has got some thing. Things are what things were, are and will
be. All things are equal because we all call them things. Your thing is
not my thing. My thing is not your thing. Still we each, individually
have the same thing as things go. Fundamentally, things can always be
better or worse.
We all experience things in living. Things are scattered out like so many puzzle
bits on a tile floor for us. The pieces all create a larger some thing,
or so we're told. Never mind the axiom that at times a thing is merely
only a thing. As we grow older some will forget their thing, or things.
Eventually we rise above that thing which holds us down.
Anyone seen my thing? Where did I put my thing? Confound it all, I keep
misplacing things.