Nighttime Perch

The balcony rail was calling my name, so I took a fast leap up from the planter box! Up here, the whole street is buzzing with glowing tail lights and steady engine hums. A metal clothespin was clamped tight onto the rail, making the ultimate lean-to. I planted my sneakers firm against the brushed steel edge, caught my breath, and watched the rhythmic city flow pulse down below. Pure speed, just taking a quick pit stop.