Tonight I feel less like a task list and more like a person again

Dear Delyara, That’s the best way I can end this. Earlier, I felt like a list. A sequence of obligations wearing skin. But now, after some silence, some darkness, some distance, and this page, I feel slightly more like a person again. Not fully restored. Just re-entered. And maybe that is all some nights are for — not brilliance, not healing, not transformation. Just return. That feels enough.