"Not Alone"

The silent buzz of quiet interrupted only by a rumbling dishwasher and the quiet drone of a furnace. The tv is to my left but it isn't turned on. I am sitting with my back on the arm rest of the couch and with my feet resting upon its cushions. A dim yellow lamp glows as its weak rays of light cast upon the shadows of a monotonous view. I have sat in this exact spot countless times before. I am sick of the view but time is the variable for change. Demons are amongst me tonight.