Short Story/Nonfiction

A Feeling of Bliss

Of What Must Pass and What Must Be

Photo by Morgane Le Breton on Unsplash

My toes are touching the carpet and somehow the entirety of my body is simultaneously relaxed and fulfilled.

As tormented as I have been with the echoes and reverberations of the past, I am now satisfied; my belly is full of soup, a cat lounges next to me, and the lights of my…