I would first like to point out the vagueness of this prompt.
A moment I felt satisfied with my life? My whole life? Satisfied in a moment with my whole life?
I had a bacon wrapped hot dog once. I will never forget how satisfying that was to my life, specifically my belly. It was my 25th birthday at about 2 pm.
Right now, I’m listening to Billie Holiday and I’d say I’m pretty satisfied. I just posted a poem on Instagram (shameless plug – follow me @preciousjalisa) and my phone is lighting up with notifications. Good ole double taps.
When I am driving in my car, I usually open the sunroof and am rather satisfied with the Vitamin D that I absorb and the fresh air that I inhale. Also, it automatically transforms into a moonroof at night. This is the only reason I am satisfied with paying an arm and a big toe for this car and the insurance… rather than cringing when those two payments come flying out of my bank account.
I am quite satisfied when I am having margaritas and fish tacos on Tuesdays and talking with my favorite bartender. He is quite the transparent asshole. He has no reason to be reading this blog, hopefully my “on the house” margaritas are still there next Tuesday.
Connecting with people satisfies me. But also connecting with myself.
Today, I had a light bulb moment full of creativity. That satisfied me to my bones. I just hope to connect and inspire people… I hope my life is satisfyingly full of that.