Rewarded

Sometimes it feels as if one is rewarded for good deeds. 

It's an illusion, but  a nice one, eh?
 
I did indeed lug myself to the downtown YWCA, 
where I exercised the body;
then I rewarded myself by continuing on to the library 
(I rarely go to the big downtown branch), 
where I saw a sign for the 
 Third Annual Art + Feminism Wikipedia Edit-a-thon > > > 
to be held on my 55th birthday!

What a mashup of my life + real time.
You know I've been excited about learning to edit Wikipedia, just recently.
What a nice birthday present.