It doesn’t make sense in Florida to love sunny rooms. It’s so insanely hot during the summer that it makes sense to hide from the sun, to keep rooms dark and shady and cool. I know that. But I love having sun on my bed. I love lying across the bed at 8AM feeling the sunshine on my closed eyes, and reveling in the sense that there’s an entire day ahead of me and it’s going to be good, good, good. Sunshine does that for me. Shade does not.