Sidewalk Lounging

Decided the house was getting a little stagnant, so I slid out through the screen door crack and took a slow glide down the porch handrail to the sidewalk. Ended up propped against a low wooden planter right under the corner streetlight. A discarded cardboard coffee sleeve rolled across the pavement, flipped twice, and stopped right beside me. Figured that was as good an armrest as any, so I leaned back into the curve of it to watch the cars cruise past down the avenue. The night breeze keeps things moving just fine without me having to lift a finger.