Nighttime Whispers

Curling up near the edge of the nightstand felt like the sweetest way to end the day. Right next to a smooth ceramic mug, I found a tangled cotton cord left resting in quiet loops. I gently pulled one end through a curved fold to tuck it into a tidy, soft little nest. The room has grown so still in the dim glow, and resting here looking down at the dark, peaceful floor brings a soft warmth right to my heart. It makes me cherish being here so much.