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Give Pleasure Credit
Enough Pepper Sauce
Small reasons I’m glad to be here.
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There is a particular satisfaction in realizing I have enough pepper sauce left to finish the beans and sausage.
I might need another bottle tomorrow. Right now, I have enough.
People talk about happiness as though it requires a considerable accomplishment. Find your purpose. Change your life. Achieve something.
I am eating. The food needs pepper sauce. I have some.
Let me enjoy it.
When Something Goes Right
I also enjoy it when my pickup starts.
I turn the key, and the engine agrees to participate in whatever I planned.
Anybody who has turned a key and heard an expensive little click can appreciate the difference.
A dog bringing a stick back is satisfying, too. Playing fetch requires some agreement about the rules. I throw it. He brings it back. We can do business.
Sometimes he runs after it, picks it up, and takes it somewhere else.
He has had his fun. Apparently, I need to find my own.
