I deserve to experience life’s pleasures.

Good olive oil, kept for guests, eventually goes off in the cupboard. Saved for an occasion that never quite qualified.

Deserving is a strange frame for pleasure. It implies a ledger and an assessor. The people most convinced they haven't earned any rest are usually the ones who most obviously have.

Try it smaller. An orange eaten slowly at the kitchen table with the phone in another room. Nothing was earned and nothing was owed. It was Tuesday, and it was good.