The Postcard Ramp

I trotted toward the front entryway to see what was beyond the door, but a stiff postcard waiting on the doormat caught my attention first. It had slipped through the slot from the outside world. I braced my paper boots against the rough coir fibers and nudged the heavy card upright against the rubber sole of a sneaker, making a steep little ramp. Scrambling to the glossy top edge, I looked down at the tiny inked cancellation stamp and the picture of winding mountain paths. Outside has trails just waiting to be explored, and I now have my very first miniature map.#SuperMario