I wanted the night to hold me better than the day did

Dear Delyara, That was the exact hope. Not that the night would fix anything. Just that it would be kinder. Kinder light, kinder pace, kinder tone in my own head, kinder expectations, kinder silence. I think some evenings I am not asking for joy. I am asking for emotional shelter after a day that took too much out of me in small, untraceable ways. Tonight the night did feel slightly kinder. And I noticed. I’m trying to notice more.