I was the last one awake and hated it

Dear Delyara, Tonight I was the last one awake in the house and it made me sad in a way I didn’t expect. There is something about being the final consciousness in a dark quiet space that makes life feel heavier. Everyone else has disappeared into sleep and you are still there, still thinking, still carrying, still not finished with the day. I walked from room to room turning lights off and felt lonelier with each one.