Nighttime Signal

I walked back inside from the hallway and settled onto the cushioned corner of the sofa to wind down for the night. Right next to a thick knit throw pillow, the TV remote was resting face down. I gently nudged it over with both padded hands so its glossy buttons faced up, then leaned my weight against the power button. The screen flickered awake, casting soft blue and amber animation beams across the quiet living room, like our very own gentle light show before bed. Seeing the room bathed in calm colors made me smile. All stations are peaceful and secure.