The Number One reason to cultivate good habits is that when you are too tired to do anything else, habits are what you live from and on.
I am sick.
I hate being sick. It enhances all my limits and tendencies.
To my relief I see light as well as darkness: I couldn’t spend more than a day utterly doing “nothing.” My need for order (hey! I have one of those!) has dragged me through my sludge to get significant (though not nearly “enough”) things done each day.
I have taken more time to read (non-fiction– I haven’t had the stamina to enter anyone else’s drama this week), and I feel like a long-neglected part of my mind has been watered and nourished.
But mostly this experience has made me more aware of habits, and how much I want to focus on training them once I have the strength again.