What is work? There’s a Pandora’s box if I ever heard one. We can tell by all the bitter frowns, tears, cursing, slumped shoulder’s, curt statements, sulking, pouting, exhibitions of contempt, snarling, coarse words, distress, glum looks, spasms, cramps, and other manifestations of repugnance, that we are all well aware of the answer.

It’s a job...and that indicates toil, drudgery, a grind, labor, plodding, elbow grease, exertion, strain, struggle, pain, putting our back into it, tugging, sweat, tears, slavery, working our finger’s to the bone, strife, cramps exhaustion, nose to the grindstone, jaded, taxing, tiredness and miserable – care to read any more dog dung?

I hope not! If it looks like work, acts like work, performs like work, sounds like work, and we say and think it’s work, then we need to rush to the nearest bookstore, and purchase a brand new, up-to-date dictionary and thesaurus, and modify, innovate, diversify, and reform our vocabulary – because we have no idea of what we have been missing.

Every revolutionized, biological, conglomeration of protoplasmic gunk (us) actually labor very intensely at figuring out how we can complicate our lives – by convincing our happy selves that we must go to work ...and we appear to be extremely successful about it! Know what I think of work? It stinks!

So, one gorgeous, sun-shiny day, I towed my happy self in my moving machine (vehicle) back out to the country, embedded myself in the center of a forest, and tried to identify "work’. Just exactly what do we do at "work"? We, theoretically, think, use our memory, interact with others, read, write, sweat, sometimes swear, converse, scheme, ponder, drive to and from, plan, clean up, direct, get directed, get gutsy, hear, win some, lose some, inspire, get inspired, object, obey, touch, ogle, have pains and aches, smell, speak, listen. promote, solve, act, re-act, walk, run, flirt, get slapped, gossip, guzzle, ingest something (as long as it isn’t moving), sit, stand, use the privy, cry, laugh, and ---at this point, all those creepy things in my logical processes got all upset, interrupted me, and tossed a radical, probing, and weighty inquiry to the forefront of my awareness-"Isn’t all that what we do when we play?"

Well, they really ticked me off with that question! There I was, in my haven of solitude, knowing I would unearth the answer to a distressing problem in mankind’s lives, and the little suckers had to go and simplify it! Just as I was calming down from being out-flanked, the arrogant jerks heaved another one at me. "Why not turn on the computer in my head, and transfer the word "work" from under "negative connotations", and place it under the heading "play" – because you humans have been laboring under that unfortunate and mistaken mis-conception all your lives? That did it! I couldn’t think for an hour because of their insolence, so I took a nap.

Finally swallowing my pride, I had to admit the __________________(you fill in the blank) were correct. Face it; we "work" come home, and jog, bicycle, play ball, go to the gym, mow the lawn, work on our vehicle, cook dinner, play video games, watch TV, read, talk, etc.- isn’t it all work, or "play? What’s the difference? One would imagine the only distinction is we get paid to "work".

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