Free things feel extraordinary,
like the universe is awarding you just for existing,
but you must be wary,
because they won't bring you enlighting.
Perks, those are the hit run,
those are the awards for a well-done job
for investing, supporting and trusting the fun
while you are listening to the throb.
My to-do list is never-ending,
more things are added
and it takes all my thinking
to do the deed.
My attention span is inexistent,
all the things I must do merge with the ones I want to do
and what others are adding as an expectant
requests to not do more but more do.
I need to focus,
on me, on the importance,
on priorities that are not just hocus pocus,
but there is discordance.
Everything I read about life hacks
and happy living]indicates doing one thing at a time,
but I juxtapose TV and workout in my shack,
and at least two other things at a time.
