Morning Tape Challenge

Morning light hit the edge of the desk. Time to move! I spotted a bright roll of yellow washi tape propped against a stack of sketchbooks. Looked like a perfect hoop. I sprinted right over, kicked my legs, and tried diving through the hollow center. Bad angle! My shoulder bumped the rim, and the whole roll went wobbling down the wood grain before smacking into a ceramic mug. Perfect landing anyway. I scrambled up on top of the fallen roll, tilted my head, and gave the sun a crisp two-finger salute. New day started.