Hello again, Wednesday,
I planned to get out today and do some vitally important chores, like forage for food, but I heard there was a storm coming in. I heard correctly.
We all want to be heard. We like listening less, but will tolerate it if it means we get to have our say. I like listening. It makes me drowsy.
In homage to hearing, listening, and being heard, may I present a few of my favourite cartoons: