I am ending the day a little more gathered

Dear Delyara, Not healed. Not transformed. Not suddenly free. Just more gathered. The day scattered me in a lot of small ways — messages, noise, expectations, tiredness, little internal cuts that don’t sound dramatic enough to describe properly. But by tonight, after food and quiet and writing and some honesty with myself, I feel less spread out. Maybe that’s all I need to ask from some days: not joy, not clarity, just the chance to come back together a little before sleep.