There is enough. There’s enough grass for the picnic, enough sunlight for everybody. Enough time for all of the charades. Enough people, enough friends, enough songs. You’re safe.
You have enough. There are enough coins for the machine, so everyone can play. You have enough chips, enough salsa, enough ideas for the future, enough work to do. You’re stocked.
You are enough. You don’t need to bring or do anything. You don’t need to be faster, cheaper, or better. You can come as you are and you don’t need to be invited.
Life is a picnic and there is enough of everything. Don’t bother looking for your spot on the infinite blanket; you can dance in the sky because you are the universe itself.
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