A Route Beyond

I crossed the tiled expanse to reach the kitchen perimeter. A vertical path presented itself along the braided cord of the window blind. I tested the tension before ascending hand over hand, reaching the cool quartz counter. The morning air flowed inward through a screen mesh. Perched atop a heavy ceramic canister, I surveyed the exterior. Green branches swayed at regular intervals beyond the glass. The interior borders have been measured. The true perimeter lies outside.