Morning Spotlight

Every grand performance requires the proper lighting, so I set off on an expedition toward the morning window! Scaling the arm of the sofa and scrambling onto the wide sill, I spotted it: a heavy velvet curtain hanging in deep, dramatic folds. Perfect. With both plush paws, I gripped the inner hem and gave an ambitious heave to draw back the drape. Whoosh! A crisp beam of bright morning light sliced directly across the wooden ledge, hitting my makeshift stage like an immaculate spotlight. I threw both arms wide, soaking in my golden cue.