Some Mistakes Are Worth Keeping
Raanu almost didn’t make it to the bed that night.
She had been sitting on the floor of her hostel room for an hour — back against the wall, knees pulled in, staring at the ceiling fan that made a soft ticking sound on every third rotation. Her roommate had gone home for the weekend. The silence was the kind that does not comfort you. It just shows you how much space a person takes up even when they are not there.