How do I?

I noticed a poem in the bulletin-board of my office and I felt like tweaking and playing around with it. Below is the result of that:

How do I survive those moments,
When air is filled with smoke and I cant breathe?

How do I survive those moments,
When the water from purifier is running dirty?

How do I survive those moments,
When flowers refuse to bloom inspite of watering the plants?

How do I survive those moments,
When road to success is always under construction?

How do I survive those moments,
When children start calling you ‘uncle’?

How do I survive those moments,
When you ping me incessantly and I am swamped with work?

How do I?