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My Diary

I felt quieter in the right way for a few minutes

Dear Delyara, Not withdrawn. Not numb. Not flattened. Quiet in the right way. It happened unexpectedly — after I turned a lamp off, after the phone stopped, after the room stopped asking things from me. For a few minutes I felt quiet without feeling empty. Resting without dissociating. Alone without feeling abandoned by that aloneness. I want to remember that quiet exists in that form too. Not only as the place where hard things surface. Also as the place where the body can soften. Tonight, it did.

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