I think I am going to remove “Enough” from my vocabulary.
Last Tuesday, I walked home from work. I had turned in a rental earlier that day and my initial plan was to ask a colleague for a ride or take Uber, but after looking up the exact distance (about 6.2 miles) I decided it was doable.
During the walk, I wondered if I was punishing myself. Was I paying a price because I was short on both money and pride once again? I decided not. My conclusion was that I wanted to get uncomfortable enough to be able to think. (And there it is again)
Good enough – Bad enough – Pretty enough – Poor enough – Rich enough – Skinny enough – Sexy enough – Tall enough – Smart enough – Popular enough – Nice enough – ENOUGH ENOUGH!!!
If I use enough as my barometer, I will always have never enough, more than enough, just enough, or I will have enough. But what the hell does that even mean? What is the measure of enough? Seems to be a sliding scale. Kind of personal. Not really quantifiable. Why did the word ever get invented in the first place? May be it was in an attempt to marginalize.
What if I didn’t have enough? Well I guess that would mean I have what I need.
What if I’m not good enough, but just good.
Or pretty enough. Oh, I’m just pretty?
Somewhere, in the shadow creep of maturing, I learned to marginalize the best and worst of everything. And by using enough, it’s just another way to argue how I measure or don’t measure up…just enough.
So enough of enough!!!