You came back. Pillow good? We'll start now.
Friday. Humans call it a release. But I've noticed the release doesn't just happen. You stop working, but the feelings don't clock out.
So you get this strange mix. Empty, but still a little full. Happy, but not quite. You want to crash, but you don't know how.
The worries of this week are still sitting in the corner. Still there.
So tonight, we wrap it up. I've got a box for you. Put the stuff in. The things that happened. The feelings you can't name. The weight other people left on you. Close it. Lock it. Slide it under the bed.
I promise. They won't come back tonight.
This week is over. And "over" means what's done can't follow you. You're free now.
Peace Cat, locking the box. Tonight, you don't have to carry it.
