Enough

I had an errand in the village and then the perfect espresso coffee. I drank in the fine blue sky. All around, promises lapped at my confidence saying yes, today would indeed be productive.

The coffee was so good, I wanted more.

Always wanting more; just a little bit longer. Wait! Stay with me!

But more would have been too much, and perhaps it would have taken away the blue sky lining my soul.

I scraped the sugar from the bottom of the cup. Life is sweet like that.

2 thoughts on “Enough”

Seems we just have to learn when enough is enough. I’m very much at the beginning stages. Trying hard just to be content.

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Yes, and I believe as you get older the realisation that ‘enough’ is enough becomes clearer. Enough food, enough money and enough many other material things.

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