Thinking Out Loud

When we went to the province a couple of months ago, the only complaint I have was the lighting. It was bad. Yellowish light that made the surroundings look so sad. I told my dad that the next time we would be going to his aunt’s place, I would shell out some money so they can replace even the light in their living room. We stay there a few times a year and it’s the least I can do in return for the open welcome they give us each time we go there.