The Concrete Drop

Too much roof, not enough sky! I squeezed right past the cracked screen door and marched onto the front porch. The outdoor air hit like a blast of cold energy. Right at the edge, the porch cut off into massive concrete steps dropping down toward the walkway. No tiny wooden blocks here—this was real vertical territory! I took two hard running stomps, hit the ledge, and leaped straight into the drop. WHAM! Landed solid on both boots on the middle step, rough grit grinding under my soles. Balanced, steady, unbroken. The world just got ten times bigger!