I woke up this morning before my alarm went off. As I layed awake in my bed I missed the dark.

There are small lights from different devices in the room that make it so that when I open my eyes I can make out shapes and see somethings clearly in the ambient glow. Something about the warmth of the bed and how comfortable I was made me wish that that was the only thing that I felt. It's strange to think of seeing as a feeling, but it seemed like my vision at that point was a feeling distracting me from the stillness that I was enjoying. I wonder what that means.