Thanks to the new-millennium tools of telecommuting, virtual baking, online bill payment and such Eldon had felt no pressing need to leave his home since the beginning of summer.
Despite what his therapist had said of his need to get out, to walk, to lose his anxiety in physical exertion he had found it beyond him to follow that plan. The cool, quiet darkness of his home was so much more inviting and so much less intimidating. When the errant sunbeam broke through the cover of the trees surrounding his home that morning, he realized he must go out and embrace the light or condemn himself to a non-existence of darkness and isolation forever.
This story was written for the weekly Five Sentence Fiction flash fiction photo/word prompt: sunshine.