My Diary
I wanted one task to remain only a task
Dear Delyara, Not proof. Not symbolism. Not self-judgment. Just a task. Today everything tried to become more than itself. Laundry became evidence. Email became dread. Cooking became effort I resented before I started. By the time evening came, even wiping the table felt emotionally loaded. Eventually I watered a plant, and that stayed small enough to be kind. I think I needed that.
— blue.thistle_31