A. Why do you order that horrible decaf, nonfat, skinny beverage? Do you even like it?
B. No. A. Why do you get it? B-Because I believe that we all should be a little deprived. A. You mean miserable. B. Yes, just a little. It helps you appreciate the little things, the good things, and the not so good things. A. How so? B. Because if everyone always got what they wanted exactly how they wanted it, what's the point in having it? I love taking ownership over things I've done, things I get. I like to earn things, not just gifted them. A. How does this relate to your nasty beverage? B. What do you take more care of, something you found on the street for free or something you worked six months to save up for and bought with your own money? A. The thing I worked for. B. What about a secondhand item someone pawned off on you or something you made yourself from scratch. A. That depends on the person who gave it to me. B. Fair enough, I suppose. But still, having pleasure in our lives is necessary, no argument there, but when we are over-saturated with pleasure, we become desensitized to its worth. It's value drops dramatically, becoming almost an expectation. It's no longer desired or craved. It goes from a fortuitous welcomed blessing to an unappreciated servant. A. What in the world are you talking about? B. I'm talking about the horrifying self-satisfying personality disorder our culture is propagating. Aren't you listening? A. Yeah, it sounds like you're talking about your struggles with porn addiction. B. I'm not! A. Well, I'm confused. B. Well...I'm confused now. A. So...are you going to order the drink you actually want. B. Yeah, screw it. Mama needs her happy juice. END OF PLAY
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