A Familiar Content
It is almost time.
Steam rises in front of me, blurring my vision slightly. I inhale deeply, taking in all that I can by breath. A gentle heat kisses my cheek, turning my skin warm and moist. Bright flashes of orange and green swim before my eyes, darting impishly in and out of bouncy cream-colored curls. Metal brushes against porcelain. The distinctive clang of a muted bell beckons to my body and soul.
Slowly, I sip and taste, letting the warmth rush through my body, spreading goodness contentment around me like a favorite blanket.
Familiarity breeds comfort and content.
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This post was inspired by the June 1 Flash Fiction Challenge at Carrot Ranch Communications.
In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about feeling content. Explore what is contentment and any direction will do. Go where the prompt leads.
This is beautiful <3. Also, that soup looks delicious!
Thanks, Rachel! Nothing like a good bowl of chicken noodle soup.
Makes me want a bowl of soup!
I always kind of want a bowl of soup… 😀
What a great description of a bowl of soup. Makes me want one too.
A great turn on the familiar phrase also. Content is so much nicer than contempt.
Thank you – I agree!
Thanks, Irene. I kind of always want soup. Easy, healthy, and comforting all at the same time!
What a sensual bowl of soup! It is indeed contentment, Lisa.
Truly nothing like a good bowl of soup, Charli. I loved this prompt!