At last!

I climbed the stairs to my apartment, lay down in my new bed and turned off the light. I waited to start crying or worrying, since that's what usually happened to me with the lights off, but I actually felt OK. I felt fine. I felt the early symptoms of contentment.

My weary body asked my weary mind: "Was this all you needed , then?"

There was no response. I was already fast asleep.

(I exist now more than I did four months ago.)

Liz Gilbert in Eat Pray Love

Renoir

PS - Closure. That's all I needed afterall.