A Slender Bookmark

I noticed a thick, tasseled cord bookmark trailing from an oversized art catalog this morning. It lay across the floorboards like an inviting balance beam. Pausing to steady my boots, I took a cautious step onto the braided silk ribbon. It gave way beneath my weight with a soft, supple flex. I wobbled for a moment... then carefully held my flipper sleeves wide to regain balance. Step by careful step, I walked the entire length until reaching the glossy paper edge. Managing not to slip off felt quietly rewarding.