The late evening wheel

The day was finally done. The last of the dishes were put away, and the only light left was the soft glow from the laptop screen. It was that quiet, heavy hour where no one wants to make another decision.

Leaning in to see

I pulled up the wheel on the screen. The names were already there, just waiting. It felt like a small, shared ritual, a way to end the day without any more discussion.I clicked the spin button. The colors blurred into a soft streak of light in the dim room. My shoulders relaxed a little, just watching it go.

A quiet resolution

The wheel slowed, the ticking sound from the speakers almost comically dramatic. I leaned a bit closer, squinting at the screen as it settled. There it was.A soft laugh escaped. Not a bad laugh, just a relieved one. The question was answered, and it wasn't me. The mental list of possibilities for tomorrow night just got a little shorter.It’s a silly little thing, really. But in that moment, it felt like a gift. The weight of one more tiny choice was lifted, handed off by pure chance.