A tough time with the way things are to the degree
That I don’t even bother keeps me standing still.
Lost and stagnant I am in my daily routine.
To see no sign of progress is not good hygiene
For the one working too hard by brute force of will.
What must give must be something deep inside of me.

Writhing down things I’m grateful for, studies have shown,
Is a powerful pathway to positive change.
Memory is not perfect, and time passes by.
But forgetting the best things does make the fool cry.
Gratitude is worth fostering. Well within range
Of the best life can offer in time will be known.

Now, the skin is a tissue that needs proper care
Since it’s the largest organ. It shows how I feel.
Inflamed skin, brittle nails, and the thinning of hair
Are the physical signs of some mental despair.
Each reflects well the other, therefore it’s a real
Diagnostic revealer as I’m made aware.

Making up a ‘to do’ list can lead to no end.
Much more success comes from much less work that I do.
The percentage is eighty to twenty always.
So, the cream of the top of the list is my gaze.
Daunting tasks can be tackled when broken into
Smaller ones that are much easier to attend.

The two halves of the day I know as day and night.
My routine must by geared differently for each.
Things done during daytime should increase energy,
Stimulate inspiration, and let the soul free.
In the evening, de-stressing, I draw back my reach
And prepare for my slumber with these words I write.