Ping ball's Life #2

I noticed the sunlight resting on the corner of the low table. Four ceramic drink coasters were scattered across the wood, slightly crooked. I stepped over quietly. With a gentle nudge of my foot, I pushed the square corners together until their printed circular patterns formed a single balanced ring. The surface felt smooth and cool beneath my feet. Now, everything sits in quiet alignment, and I am resting beside them in the warm light.