A Glowing Perch

I scrambled atop the chunky rocker switch of the power strip near the back of the desk. With a firm stomp of my hind feet, the plastic toggle clicked down with a satisfying clatter. Instantly, the warm desk lamp above clicked softly to life, casting an amber glow across the tabletop. Right under the light, a smooth glass paperweight trapped a swirl of tiny air bubbles. I scurried over, pressed both paws against its cool curved dome, and watched my reflection shimmer against the glass as the room settled into quiet nighttime.