The Golden Hour

Dear Delyara, I used to chase "Big Happiness"—the promotion, the wedding, the expensive car. But tonight, I’m writing about a "Small Happiness." I spent an hour watching the sunset hit the red bricks of the buildings in London. It was beautiful, it was free, and it made me feel connected to everything. I am realizing that life is just a collection of these small, golden moments. I am collecting them like pearls.