Oh the joy of missing out,
When the world begins to shout;
And rush towards the shining thing;
The latest bit of mental bling –
Trying to have it, see it, do it,
You simply know you won’t go through it;
The anxious clamouring and need
This restless hungry thing to feed
Instead you feel the loveliness
The pleasure of your emptiness.
You spurn the treasure on the shelf;
Without regret, without a doubt.
Oh the joy of missing out.




9 thoughts on “WHO KNEW JOMO WAS A THING

  1. Thanks Cobs. I was actually listening to ABC radio in my car when I first heard the term JOMO. I have always struggled to say no to things that I really didn’t want to do, attend etc., and listening to what the term means made so much sense to me. I really like the concept. Also I really love Leunig’s philosophy. XX


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