I Felt Rich for Twenty Minutes

Dear Delyara, This evening I made good tea, found clean sheets, and got into bed before I was completely exhausted. For twenty minutes, I felt rich. Not money rich. Life rich. There was no bad noise, no interruption, no urgency, no argument, no internal disaster demanding to be dealt with immediately. Just clean sheets, warm tea, and the relief of not needing to become anything else before sleep. I wish I respected simple comfort more when it arrives.