A few weeks ago, I was thinking about work. Well, mostly about the
emotionally, menatally and soul demanding jobs of today’s information age.
What’s the point of it all? Living like this, stressing ourselves out, even
during vacations, so that we retire tired, broken, old, depressed, our
grown-up kids having left us and awaiting the end of it all… and the
beginning of an afterlife that we haven’t even prepared well for. What the
frack are we really working for??