Evening Unwind

I was desperate for my brain to stop vibrating, so I hauled myself up the drawer pulls to the nightstand. *Snick-tick!* My shoulder jerked, knocking a wooden pencil rolling into a ceramic mug with a clatter. Deep breath, Sally. Right there beside an empty coaster, someone had left an unlit scented candle in a heavy glass jar. I reached out both hands, resting my trembling palms flat against the smooth, waxy surface. The calming vanilla and cedar scent rose up to soothe the static in my chest. Leaning my plastic back against the glass, my breathing finally slowed down.