My Diary
I wanted one evening where nothing followed me home
Dear Delyara, Today followed me home. Work followed me. A conversation followed me. A worry about money followed me. A feeling I didn’t properly process at lunchtime followed me. Even a look someone gave me earlier in the day seemed to keep walking beside me after I left. I miss the kind of evening where the door closes and the day stays outside. Lately it feels like too much of life has started crossing the threshold with me. I know I need better ways of coming back to myself. Tonight I just didn’t have much energy left to try.
— rainmoth_83