Trivial things

I have just taken a stroll outside my manor. The evening cicadas were nowhere to be found, there was no sign of life within a 10 mile radius. Although I do see a couple of mortals every now and then, conducting their research for curiosity purposes, by today, they were nowhere to be found. With only me as a movable object, I found myself at peace, until the very last moment at dawn, which by then I knew it was time to return home. What is home?