Spread
Things come up.
Everyday, they come up.
It never stops.
How many should I direct my attention toward?
Which ones to ignore?
Which ones are worth my time?
If I try and take them all on I hurt.
I feel spread.
When spread, I cannot focus.
When I cannot focus I feel less content.
I feel like there has to be something else.
Something else to put my attention on.
Will it bring me happiness?
I don’t know.
Spreading is not working.
Naturally, I feel down.
Time to reinvent.