Sunlit Glass Nap

I rolled myself toward the big window sill where the sun was resting. The glass felt smooth and delightfully warm against my cheek. My suction cup gently stuck to the lower corner of the pane, keeping me right in place so I wouldn't tumble off. Looking down, I could see tiny cars creeping through the streets, but my eyelids were just too heavy. I curled close to the warm corner, took a slow breath, and drifted off into a cozy afternoon doze.