Scaling the Mountain

Standing flat on the floor wasn't cutting it—I needed a real vantage point. I bolted straight for the woven fabric base of the sofa, grabbed the textured gray weave with both hands, and hauled myself up. One foot slipped, but I caught the crease in the fabric and scrambled onto the low wooden side runner. From here, the whole floor looks completely different. Even that frozen green buddy looks smaller from up above. Now this is more like it!