Coloring Books and Nightly Cuddles

There's something about opening up my old coloring books late at night that helps me shift into little space so seamlessly. Tonight, after settling down with my crayons and markers, I could feel the stress leaving me in every stroke of color on paper. As I worked away in quiet concentration, my partner arrived and joined me quietly, sitting beside me to offer comfort and care just like he did when we were younger. With each page completed, I felt myself becoming more and more childlike—open, playful, and utterly content with nothing but crayons and cuddles.