Guesting + Waking

The quietness of waking up a guest in someone’s house. The soft floating from kitchen to bathroom while they rest. The gentlest door knob turn praying the spring hinge doesn’t creak too loudly. You are dropped into this box of a house and unavoidably disturb the flow. When you wake there’s this moment of opportunity to greet the space yourself, to explore the corners and stand in the middle of the rooms, away from the walls, and synchronize your breath as the heat kicks on and the vents exhale onto your head. Around your ankles the house begins to move, the air pushes dust bunnies who are curious, following you through the hallways.