My Diary
I am ending the day a little more gathered than I began it
Dear Delyara, That’s enough to honor tonight. The day scattered me in small ways — noise, pressure, messages, practical things, old emotions surfacing under ordinary moments. But tonight, after some quiet and some honesty and some gentleness, I feel more together than I did this morning. Not healed. Not transformed. Just less spread out. That feels like a real kind of mercy now. I want to notice it more.
— Anonymous