Everything is work.
No matter where I turn, I find it. And so I embrace it. My work is work. My family's work. My friends and my R&R are work. And so I will work at each. I will choose to do the thing I'm doing And nothing else. A good friend once told me That you rest when you die. And that seems true, For now I must even work at resting Or I can't sleep. And perhaps if I truly work at each, I'll truly rest When that rest comes which is eternal.
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