Sunlight

I’m sitting on a sofa at work. A shard of warm sunlight is shinning across my shoulder and on to the floor through a window behind me.

It comes and goes, slowly pulsing to the flow of intermittent clouds as they drift over.

The day of people, work, plans and schedules is waiting to begin but the birds and breeze don’t know.

Suddenly the radio bursts into life, triggered by the reconnection of the faulty wifi, and world out there invades the space in here and so we start.