You finally sit down after a day that took more out of you than it should have the kind of day that settles into your shoulders and refuses to leave. You kick off your shoes without thinking and let the room stay dim a single lamp offering a soft forgiving glow. Your phone is already in your hand thumb finding the familiar app and the comfort of a voice that only shows up after midnight. As the podcast begins the noise of the day loosens its grip your breath slows your muscles soften and for the first time in hours you are not required to be anything at all just someone listening ready to let the night carry you somewhere gentler.
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