Today I’m thankful for gongs.
They have a fascinating history and appear in cultures around the world. Mostly I like them because they produce such a great clashing sound. I’ve always been more partial to brass and percussion instruments. It’s reflected in some of the pet names my family gives me (like “Lights and Noise). Gongs are both percussion and metallic so they’re the best combination of both. My mother made me laugh uproariously when she gifted me a tiny version for my desk. It produces more of a “tink” than a full size one but it still makes me smile.