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My Diary

I am ending the night more gathered than I was this afternoon

Dear Delyara, That feels like enough. The afternoon pulled me apart in all the usual subtle ways — too many small demands, too many tones, too much access, too much inner commentary. But now, after dimmer light, less technology, fewer words, and this page, I feel more gathered. Not healed. Not complete. Just more here. And tonight, being more here is a real kind of relief

Anonymous