Less but longer

One of life’s simplest joys is eating.

I always pause to thank the food before I eat—both the meal and the person who made it (most of the time, that’s Kate).

A delicious meal feels special because it awakens all five senses—sight, taste, smell, sound, and touch—all at once.

But that doesn’t mean I eat whatever I want, whenever I want.

On ordinary days, I intentionally create small limits around eating—what I eat, when I eat, and what I do while eating.

(No screens, no distractions—just staying with my senses.)

These limits keep eating special. They stop it from becoming just another routine.

Even though the limits mean I eat less, I enjoy it more—and for longer.

When something special happens too often, it becomes ordinary.

Maybe limits aren’t restrictions at all.

Maybe they’re how we preserve the beauty of what’s already good.