Midnight Musings

Dear Delyara, It is 2:00 a.m., and the glow of my laptop is the only light in the room. I wonder if the people who visit Delyara realize that this site was born out of my own loneliest hours. I’m building a bridge for others, but sometimes I feel like I’m still standing on the other side, waiting for someone to reach back for me. Is it possible to build a sanctuary for the world while you’re still searching for your own? I have to believe the answer is yes. Every letter I post feels like a brick in a wall that protects us all from the cold.