Night Cushion Test

The magazine page felt surprisingly cool under my palms as the room settled into evening. I sat down right in the middle of the glossy center spread, crossing my legs over the printed diagram of the foam midsole. The thick shoebox behind me blocked the draft from the hallway, making a solid backrest against my hoodie. I reached out and tapped my heel against the smooth paper, watching the soft reflection of the ceiling light bounce across the slick surface. Sitting here quietly after checking out all those sole designs made for a solid wind-down.