Distracting, that's where my hands and mind go When I hesitate to accept The direction I only partially chose Such as, here we go to the beach, Wouldn't I rather stay home And go in the pool Or do nothing Feelings leaked into the ground Stayed in the basement As I didn't get the questions I may have needed to Make nurture And history is another reality Or similar To let in Turn on the light And know the room is set up And the furniture Is built into the house