In dry lands even so much as a bucket of water can be a gift, but there are times and places where water flows and overflows in seemingly endless bounty.
When have you experienced your own personal cup overflowing?
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When I have a flash of insight into something. So serendipitous! (Plus a tang of guilt for not having been aware of it before.) On the other hand one could call it an epiphany. Nothing better than that.