Each day I pack it up with loving care, providing the best I can for everyone I care about. Then all my efforts have to go out into the larger world, where I cannot control how they are received or used. And after a long day, this is what I get back - a mess to clean up, and more often than not, complaints. Sometimes there are requests, or "suggestions", that must be taken into consideration for the future. Rarely, but just often enough, there is gratitude or recognition. But that isn't why I do it. I do it because it must be done, because in some ways I do enjoy it, and just because this is what I Do.
Life is like this lunchbox.
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