A “picopause” is a little loving nudge towards simplicity and serenity.

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As a self-identified addict (to food, to work, to other things that I use to distract myself from my feelings), I have a problem with knowing what “enough” means. If I do something, I want to do it perfectly. I want things to look and be perfect. I want to the world to act in a perfect way. Since I am human, I am not capable of perfection, and since the world is made up of humans, it also cannot be perfect. And yet, I seek perfection in big and little spaces in my life all the time.

I need constant reminding to rein in my expectations and recognize when something is “good enough”.

When I have done enough.

That I am enough.