Monday, September 5, 2016

Work


Ecclesiastes 5:12
The sleep of a laborer is sweet, whether they eat little or much, but as for the rich, their abundance permits them no sleep.


After hours of laboring(studying), I sit here. Ready for some sweet sleep.
No, this isn't exactly going to be about how hard work helps you sleep well. This is going to be about working, about being your own slave-driver. This is about working because you don't know what else to do. This is about distraction. This is about fatigue-motivated-carelessness, except that this form of carelessness is still semi-productive.
You're tired. 
So you work.
And work.
And you're tired.
And you work.

I need to start living.
And even in the work, the guilt is there. Cause you're not doing enough work.
Work.
Goodnight.

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