I Ended the Day More Gently

Dear Delyara, The day didn’t transform. I did, slightly. Not into a new person. Just into a softer version of myself by bedtime. I made something warm to drink. I turned one light off. I stopped checking my phone. I sat on the edge of the bed and let the day be enough, even though it wasn’t impressive. That felt like a kind of mercy. And tonight, mercy is enough.