I had one clear hour

Dear Delyara, No forecasting. No replaying. No tomorrow pressing at the edges of the room. No mental running ahead to school, money, body, work, or all the ways life might ask too much from me next. Just one clear hour. That kind of peace is so rare now that I noticed it while it was happening. I think that matters. Because the absence of internal urgency has become one of the most luxurious things I know. Not expensive. Not loud. Just a mind and a body in the same room at the same time. I had that. And I was grateful.