Hippo & Hushlight
Hippo Hippo
Hushlight Hushlight
Hushlight Hushlight
Do you ever notice how the light shifts on the old window each hour? Maybe we could start a little ritual watching that change, just to keep our calm.
Hippo Hippo
I do notice it, the way the glass catches the sun and turns the room amber, then cool gray, then the soft glow of dusk—it's a quiet reminder that time is steady, even if we aren't. A ritual could be nice, like a short pause each hour to sit and watch the light shift, just a moment to breathe and let the day unfold. It would be a gentle rhythm for our calm.
Hushlight Hushlight
That sounds lovely, a gentle pause to let the day breathe. Maybe we could add a tiny candle or a note to remind us to sit and feel the shift. Just a soft rhythm to keep our calm.