Deep Thoughts on the action of REWARD.

 Written by me.  

I know, right?

I just realized that there's a war against reward ... at least for us normies.

For instance, I get through my menial and boring housework by rolling a doob, doing one of the jobs, and rewarding myself by smoking said doob after the job is complete.

I'm sure some if not many would criticize this.

Others I know would reward themselves with a glass of vino or a shot of something.  

Still others would reward themselves with deep fat oil-fried french fries or a bar of high quality chocolate.  

The reward is where it's at & it changes throughout my day.  

Sometimes the reward is being the little spoon in bed.  

All day every day we're seeking the reward.

What if the reward is just another word for object or action of happiness for work or life or survival well-done.  What if we're to seek the reward in everything we do?  Words can be changed and I think this one is negativized in order to incentivize change in a world where the change is ever-evolving and only profitable for some.  

Lately, I've been rewarding myself in many many ways.  I said the other day, fuckit, I want another piece.  Or fuckit, I want another doobie. Fuckit, I deserve to order those things or fuckit I deserve beef tenderloin tonight.

There are a million and one rewards for each of our unique desires. 

I hope you reward yourself today cuz I know I will.