Luminous and warm, covered and protected.
Blanketed in good things, right things.
Outward things can change because room was made inside.
An empty room.
Sometimes emptiness lets new things wander in to try on the space.
Some things stay, sometimes things and people leave because the room isn't a good fit.
I don't really know yet the proper arrangement.
Don't need to know yet, just enjoying the quiet and openness.
Wrap yourself in light, it feels good.