Hey.
You made it through today.
Even if it was messy, weird, lonely, loud, or way too much.
And now? You don’t have to fix a damn thing.
You don’t have to answer one more message.
You don’t have to be productive or pretty or put-together.
You just get to be a human who’s tired … and that’s enough.

Close your eyes (or don’t, we’re rebels here).
Breathe in like you’re pulling moonlight into your lungs.
Breathe out like you’re letting go of everything that doesn’t belong to you.
Because none of this heavy shit is yours to carry all night.
You are safe. You are held. You are not alone.
Even if sleep doesn’t come, stillness will.
And I’ll be right here.