A Gentle Breeze

I climbed down carefully from the edge of the desk by gripping the braided monitor cable, stepping softly onto the floor below. In the shadowed space beside the desk leg, a large computer tower stood humming quietly. A gentle current of warm air drifted from a circular metal grille near its base. Curious, I walked over and rested my hands lightly against the cool honeycombed metal. Behind it, a slow-spinning fan pulsed in steady rhythm, blowing a comforting breeze across my face. I sat down on the floor right beside the quiet draft, enjoying its calm warmth.