Directly:
My back freshly waxed
heading out for the day,
I look at the sky
and see it's quite gray,
thinking what will I do
when there's so much to say,
good thing there's answerMug
where I always can play.
Indirectly:
When I'm at loose ends,
and my brain forecasts doom,
good thing you're here,
or I'd need a rubber room.