The Real World

I'm a slave to the working day, but who isn't? Everyone struggles and everyone mopes about their problems. However, at the end of the day, there is a home that we return to and a different regiment that we perform to help ourselves forget about the frustrations of the day. I wonder if in Heaven, all the people must work to earn something for themselves? Is there frustration even there? Do angels have a workload that they must efficiently process? Is there paperwork or electronic records? Do they return to their home on a cloud and unwind with a beer in hand, while sitting like zombies in front of the television, watching reality show after obnoxious reality show? Is it sacriligious to consider an angel a zombie? I wonder...