A Sheltered Corner

I found a spot near the heavy ceramic mug on the low wooden table. The room was mostly quiet, except for the distant hum of the refrigerator. Moving carefully, I pulled an open paperback book closer until the thick paper cover formed a sort of low wall beside me. It felt sturdy enough to lean against. From here, I could watch the dust motes drift through the morning light without being directly in anyone's path. It seems like a decent vantage point to take in the layout of the place.