Is it weary or wicked? It could be weary…there seems to be no rest for those who toil long. Day after day going to the same old job, or following the same old routine. Make the donuts, sell the donuts, make the donuts, sell the donuts. I get tired of the routine of my job, which long ago lost its career aspect. Every day technically is different, but yet at the end of the day, it`s the same old same old. There is also the weariness of those who are caregivers. Their rest never comes. Until the sad end. I have heard that one in that position never knows which is worse, the physical wear or the mental and emotional wear. All three take their toll, and that includes on the love between caregiver, and care receiver. The list of what wears in life can probably cover more than could be listed here in this small blog. But, is there any rest for the wicked? If one is truly wicked, is it a tiresome job (for some people, a career) with no rest in site? Does one ever get tired of being wicked? All those horrible things one has to constantly find to do to make other`s lives miserable. That list seems to be infinite, as well. But perhaps on the other hand, there`s no rest for the wicked because OF their sins. Maybe their evils follow them like a shadow in the light, ever present in their minds and hearts…no rest or escape from what they’ve done. Deep thoughts, I realize. What say you? So, let me end this with one last thought: is it bucknaked, or butt naked? Peace on your day!
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