And the crowd beseeched the Prophet, “speak to us of contentment.”

The Prophet smiled, saying, “Contentment is defined in the ending lines of that iconic movie, The Wizard of Oz.”

“Contentment is finding yourself alone on an evening, at home, stretched out on your bed, living in gym shorts, streaming your new playlist, dining on left-over steak and mashed potatoes, satisfied with your life thus far, and looking forward to the unfolding of everything to come.”

“Of course, contentment also comes from the joy of composing run-on sentences without your (former) seventh grade English teacher there, ready with her red pencil.”

And the crowd was satisfied, leaving to change into gym shorts, composing overly long run-on sentences in their minds as they wandered contentedly toward home.

About onethumbpoetry

Psychologist living in Seattle. My passions; writing, fashion design, photography, amazing conversations.
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