The weather is never accurate...

It was supposed to rain all week and yet the light still finds a way to creep into my window and sprawl across the floor. Sometimes i wish i was a cat, stretching in the light and bathing in the warmth. Other times I want to hide under a shaded tree and watch the rays play tricks on my eyes as they dance among the leaves... But there’s no time to waste, it’s time to get to work!

I guess I just wonder if the light sees light?