I need my carrot. I need that promise of something to look forward to. In college I made it through exams just thinking about the trek, or the book I had lined up or the trip home afterwards. I’d get through hours of programming with the promise of GKR afterwards. Regular days at work were got through looking forward to dance class afterwards. Bringups were got through planning for and dreaming about the trip afterwards. Sometimes it was just a cheese sandwich at the end of a long day.
Small rewards…. Having that something to look forward to.. to get through the mundane times, the tough times and to celebrate the good times.