I was just cleaning off my bedside table, and I found a scrap of paper - I leave a bit there in case I have urgent thoughts - or killer song lyrics - in the night and need to write them down before they (or I) slip away. I hadn't noticed this one before... At some point, I wrote:
"Taking meaning from the muddle
It's like fishing in a puddle.
Come on, let's have another beer."
A bit chuffed to find that. ๐
Actually, looks like my sleep addled mind dated it - 6/9/26 (d/m/y - because in NZ we're not monsters). Could probably stand to tidy my bedside table a bit more.