The thing is
there's always another thing that springs to mind and I don't mind how many springs have sprung there's always that one thing which brings me back to the thing is and it has always been.

Excuses
nearly seven and I'm still sat
had coffee and some of that
cereal
which I'm assured will make me
more regular,

the thing is
I should be out there
should have shifted my **** off the chair, should have put on my coat and gone somewhere
and that's the thing isn't it?