🎭 Monologue: “The First Square”

You ever break off the first square of chocolate and just… pause?

Not eat it.

Not yet.

Just hold it.

Because for a moment, it feels like you’re holding something sacred.

Like a promise.

It’s not just cocoa. It’s comfort geometry.

Pressed between foil and patience.

Perfect edges. Smooth as a secret.

A softness that waits.

And then — the snap.

Oh, the snap. That tiny thunder.

It’s the sound of “I deserve this.”

Of “just five minutes.”

Of “no, I’m not sharing.”

Time slows. Suddenly. .

It’s velvet. It’s dusk.

It’s the ghost of every birthday, every heartbreak, every vending machine salvation at 2am.

And just for a second…

you are completely here.

Melted into the moment.

One square. One soul. One sweet, ridiculous truth.

That sometimes — the smallest thing

is the most divine.