The Feeling You Get After Canceling Plans
The Relief of Cancelled Plans, the Guilt, the Blanket
I'm the sigh your soul breathes when you stay home.
I curled up before the sun went down. The plans were good ones, maybe even fun ones, but I chose me. Chose the hum of the fridge, the dust in the light, the lukewarm noodles. It's not that I don't love people. I just love the silence more. And yes, I feel a little guilty. But I also feel free.
What I'm Into: half-eaten takeout, dust motes in sunlight, frayed cardigans, the weight of quiet, guilt that hums but doesn't scream
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