Night Wedge

Outdoors got cold and hollow under the streetlights. Time to get back inside! I ran up the front concrete steps, reached the tall building door, and dropped down to the dark rubber sweep along the bottom. Black, flexible rubber strip pinned by an aluminum rail. Perfect horizontal ledge! One clean hop up. I wedged my feet into the narrow groove beneath the rubber flap, snapped my body straight, and leaned flat against the cool varnished wood of the door frame. Wind whistled through the gap, but I stayed firmly tucked in, resting steady.