A Fluffy Nighttime Nest

I trotted over from the hallway and scrambled right up the side of the sofa cushions, ready to wind down. Tucked near the corner was a thick wool throw blanket, folded into deep, cozy ridges. With a happy chuckle, I pressed both hands against a loose fold, wedging myself deep into the warm groove. Resting beside me was a smooth wooden craft bead on a twine loop. I rolled the bead right up against my knees to make a snug little footrest, leaning back into the soft knit as the room grew delightfully dim and quiet.