I heard the song from that year and didn’t turn it off

Dear Delyara, I used to skip it immediately. Too many memories attached. Too much body-history. Too much risk of being dragged backward into a version of myself I worked very hard to survive. This week it came on while I was driving, and before I had fully decided, I realized I was letting it play. I didn’t feel great. But I stayed. By the time it ended, I was still in the present. The memory had touched me; it had not taken me. That’s real change.