Nighttime Cushion Descent

Night meant winding down the outdoor sprints, so I slipped back inside and took over the couch corner. Two thick woven cushions were propped together, forming a steep diagonal crevice right into the sofa crease. No hesitation! I dropped flat into a bobsled tuck and slid feet-first down the fabric trench. Halfway down, my sneakers caught a discarded plastic TV remote lying wedged between the cushions. Click! My sole thumped the big red power button, and across the room, the TV screen flashed a sudden bright blue glow over the dark floor. Perfect target hit!