Serendipity and Anguish

When I woke up this afternoon
I was missing something,
but couldn't find it.

An old friend is lost and lonely, unable to move forward in his life.

So I took a bath to reconsider,
and felt dizzy laying there,
thinking about things I cannot change
and forgetting about what I can change.

Me losing sleep can't make my friend better, for lost sleep will harm me.

Then it hit me:
I can't change my friends;
that is what I must accept.
I can only change my attitude;
that is what I can change.

After that I had a cup of herbal tea, and wrote down this piece about serendipity and anguish.