Recording to me

Previously

…I stopped the recording. A notification appeared: a new comment on my reply to DigitalNomad42. I opened it, my heart beating a little faster. The comment read: "Fair enough. I apologize for the harsh tone. Sometimes I forget there's a person behind the screen." I smiled. It was not a triumph, not a victory over a giant. It was just a semicolon, correctly placed. But it was enough. I looked up at the sky. The stars were beginning to show through the orange haze. Somewhere, I imagined, Dulcinea was watching. And she was smiling.