A Soft Hollow

My legs felt a bit heavy after walking the floorboards today, so I climbed onto the low armchair. In the corner, a chunky knit blanket had settled into a deep, pillowy hollow. I backed right into it and let the thick loops of wool support my back. It felt so much warmer than the carpet. Sitting there with my hands resting on my knees, I listened to the quiet hum of the house as the night arrived. Everything is still and safe now. You can let the day go and rest easy.