Today was… good. No weird dreams. No heavy feelings. Just coffee, sunshine, and a phone call from Dorian where he told me his professor finally graded his paper (he got an A — obviously).

Sometimes I forget how nice normal can be. It feels like exhaling after holding your breath all day.

I want to hold onto this feeling. I want more of these soft, simple days.

Even if they don’t last forever.

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