The other night we were out by the water, and I was watching the ducks. (I like the ducks.) There was this one duck just floating in place. He wasn’t paddling, he wasn’t fishing, he was just sitting there on top of the water.
What was he doing? What was he thinking?
Then another duck paddled up to him, and off they went down the docks together. So what was he doing? Waiting for the other duck. And what was he thinking? Probably “Where the #$*& is the other duck?”