*Enjoyment*

Enjoyment is small.

It’s barefoot on warm ground.

It’s music turned up just loud enough

to feel it in your chest.

It’s laughing until your stomach hurts

with people who know all your weird.

It’s food that tastes like memories.

It’s the last 10 minutes of sunlight

that turns everything gold.

Enjoyment doesn’t ask for big reasons.

It lives in the pause between tasks.

In the first sip of coffee.

In a song you forgot you loved.

In doing nothing, and calling it enough.

It’s not about having more.

It’s about noticing what you already have

and letting it be good.

So slow down.

Look up.

Taste it.

Dance a little.

Let the moment be the whole point.

Because enjoyment isn’t waiting at the finish line.

It’s scattered all along the road.