Enough
When, in our relentless striving for more, do we sit back and take stock of what we already have?
When do we stop and say, "I am happy enough. I have enough. I no longer need the desire for more" and then have enough courage to release it and watch it drift away, a little sad, perhaps, but not sad enough to call it back.
What will we truly miss out on if we admit "Enough!" ?
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