Hands are heavy and somehow, so is my heart. A long day has a way of bringing you down for no particular reason. The drive home feels kind of numb and you find yourself day dreaming at times. It would take a lot to get you to care at this point. Why do we do this to ourselves? you wonder, not sure whether you said it out loud or not. You pull into the driveway and lock the car. Each step toward home lifts your heart a little. Walking in through the door brings comfort, peace, and relaxation. Everyone here is happy to see you and all of a sudden you remember. Work is for far more than yourself.
Work provides for not only you but your loved ones as well. Anyone who has gone a long period of time without work will tell you that it is better to have work. It provides a beautiful contrast between relaxation and effort. Too much relaxation causes you to hate it. Without work there would only be the misery of not knowing how good you have it.
Suddenly work doesn't seem so bad, and you almost look forward to it tomorrow.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
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