I go where the light goes, a light-chaser in this little quiet home of ours.
Tonight, a yellowy-soft sunset filtering into the resting guest room.
No questions, I follow.
The comfort-sense deepens and I sink back into it.
You can’t not want to soak up light like this.
The most idyllic part of all?
It’s the place we come back to each night.
It’s our home.