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Just shooting the poop with Lori |
He travels the world on the backs of others Insignificant in his stature and size His journey carries no mission Randomly roaming at the will of his host Sated enough to never question his trek Life is an open adventure without worry If the excitement of his dusty trail dulls Another bus awaits to grant passage With a furry friend to carry him home Ah the wonderful life of a flea |
Being satisfied with life is often frowned upon, as if there is nothing more to accomplish. It seems as if you have thrown in the towel if you admit to being satisfied with life. To most people, satisfied represents a dull and tarnished ring as a prize and they are taught to believe only the shiny brass ring has value. They seem to miss the worth that comes of being sated. It doesn't mean that there are no more dreams to dream. Satisfied, means only that you have worked a lifetime to surround yourself with the things and the people that sate you. It means that a thousand pennies can bring as much wealth as a million when shared with loved ones. It means that dreams shared are often more important than ones attained. From the outside looking in, to some people our window may be streaked or unadorned, and to others our window may portray grandeur of the hearts greatest desire.Satisfaction is as consequential and individualized as the journey itself. But with the wisdom of age, the fulfillment list is narrowed. The things that we believed would sustain us in our twenties have become leaves that blow away in the wind.And part of the joy of achieving satisfaction is taking the time to revel in its joy. |