YOUR SECRETS FIND A HOME • YOUR JOURNEY IS PRIVATE • YOUR WORDS ARE SAFE • YOUR SECRETS FIND A HOME • YOUR JOURNEY IS PRIVATE • YOUR WORDS ARE SAFE • YOUR SECRETS FIND A HOME • YOUR JOURNEY IS PRIVATE • YOUR WORDS ARE SAFE • YOUR SECRETS FIND A HOME • YOUR JOURNEY IS PRIVATE • YOUR WORDS ARE SAFE •

The City of Shadows

Dear Delyara, I walked through the London fog today and felt like I was disappearing. Everyone is so busy, so focused on their screens, so disconnected. We are millions of souls bumping into each other but never touching. I came to Delyara to feel human again. I wrote about the loneliness of a crowded street and the beauty of a stranger’s smile. I am reminding myself that I matter, even if no one on the Underground looks up. I am leaving my invisibility here. I am walking back into the city as a person with a story that deserves to be told.

Anonymous