The delightful slog

I climbed six hours to the top of the mountain. Once there, I walked into my guru’s cave.

My guru was polishing a large boulder. He looked up and with irritation said, “What now, Brooks?”

I said, “Oh, Swami, I’m generally dissatisfied. What can I do to get out of my funk?”

My guru looked at me and said, “You like the shirt you are wearing too much to ever take it off.”

I bowed, thanked him, and walked back down the hill.

I went back home and was greeted by my dog Rexy who said, “How did it go?”

I said, “My discontent is as permanent as my skeleton.”

My dog Rexy said, “Great, can we play fetch now?”