I didn’t trust the peace at first

Dear Delyara, Something rare happened tonight. I felt peaceful for a few minutes. And the strangest part was that my first reaction was suspicion. That’s how I know how much fear has trained me. When calm arrives, some part of me assumes it is temporary, unreliable, maybe even dangerous in its softness. I wait for the interruption. The message. The mood shift. The memory. The turn. But this time I stayed in the moment a little longer. Tea. Quiet. Low light. No crisis. It was enough.