I managed to tear down an old folder off my bookshelf to see what would fall out. An old printout of this Ted Kooser poem was the 1st thing I found. So I read it to you, wished you well, and went about my business.

Also, no matter what:

“Considering the ways in which so many of us waste our time, what would be wrong with a world in which everybody were writing poems?" -Ted Kooser