Too much to handle too soon

I'm dead buried in work. Work begets more work. And unending avalanche of work.
Wow, look at me. Sitting in an air-conditioned office all day long and clicking my mouse furiously going, "Man, this is hard work" when some Cambodian kid is probably walking a few kilometres through a lethal mangrove swap to fetch water from a well surrounded by crocodiles just to get enough water to cook his rice for the day. Argh, first world problems.