I wanted a softer way to enter the night

Dear Delyara, Some evenings feel like a wall I have to pass through. Tonight was one of those. Not because anything terrible was waiting on the other side. Just because once the night begins properly, there is more room for thought, memory, emotion, and the private version of myself that the day keeps partially occupied elsewhere. I moved slowly on purpose. Dimmed the lights earlier. Didn’t answer what could wait. Tried to let the evening begin in a gentler way than usual. I don’t know if it worked perfectly. But I do know I need more softness around transition than I usually allow.