I left one thing unanswered and still let the evening soften

Dear Delyara, There is still something unresolved in my life. And this week, for once, I did not let it take the whole room. I let it stay unanswered. I did not chase. I did not rehearse. I did not hand all the oxygen over to the unfinished thing. I drank tea, sat down, turned the light low, and found a softer evening anyway. That feels like peace to me now. Not perfect peace. Peace that can live beside uncertainty without being destroyed by it.