It's also the name of my favorite Jimmy Eat World song.

I had an interesting discovery recently. At first I thought it was a temporary feeling, but it's lasted a lot longer than I thought it would and has only intensified.

I love my job.

Yes, I love my little part-time job that eats up all my nights and weekends and used to stress me out so much in high school. It pays next to nothing and makes me hate people in general.

I love my coworkers. I love having a steady income. I love ice cream. I love the regulars. I love the customers who act like decent human beings.

But most of all, I like the accomplishment I feel from working. I think a lot of us forget about how awesome work in general feels because sometimes it sucks and there's almost always something else we'd rather be doing.  But we're on earth to work, so why wouldn't it be satisfying in the end?