mischievous thingies

mischiefs. destructions. problems. disputes. issues. obstacles. you name it!
some would up to them. some would ignore them. some would embrace.
ever wonder that there might be a day when an old tired soul just want to shout out loud? yelling: "I've had enough!! Give me a rest please...". Even the strongest soul, the realistic one, would not be able to cope with any of them coming to it.
So...would all those things be taken away for a while? The old soul has been used to them. The mind is completely aware to the fact of embracing each of them. But, please...oh please...they've been too much! too wicked! too tiring... The brain has run out of gas. Its machine has refused to function. New spareparts haven't been found yet... It's about time. A wake up call would be helpful, i reckon...