I never ask for too much.
I don’t think…
Just to have enough.
What is that?
Enough?
A nice car?
A good kid?
A decent relationship?
A house, with heat and good food?
What is enough?
Christmas with a tree.
And presents for my daughter…
A job.
I want a job.
One that is meaningful.
Rewarding.
Makes me proud and eager to get up in the morning.
Is that all too much?
I want to sleep well.
Without guilt
and bad dreams.
Too much?
I don’t think that is too much.

I don’t want to want more than I have.
That is all.