Seated

My keyboard is illuminated with a stark light. I'm sitting in the same seat I have been for a while. Last I remembered, bright natural light shone through the window. In one moment, I thought to myself: "oh, it is dark!" It's funny how you can be immersed in a task -- in this case, watching a movie and messaging with a friend -- that you lose track of the environment around you. Birds chirp in the background; their songs beautiful, sang with varied pitches. I hear the whirr of a hard drive in the background. I think to myself "I should turn the light on now." Wild Roses by Of Monsters and Men is echoing in my mind. It's almost time to rest.