I needed a place where no one knows my tone

Dear Delyara, There are days when history feels too attached to me. Who expects what, who reads what into my silence, who knows my patterns well enough to ask the right thing or the wrong thing — all of it can make me feel heavy with continuity. Today I wanted somewhere outside continuity. Somewhere I could just be a person in a line, a face in a room, a stranger to everyone and therefore briefly free of being interpreted. I think that’s what anonymity offers me sometimes. Not loneliness. Relief. I wanted that today.