Feeling the Pulse

Sliding down from the window frame felt easy enough, but sticking around the kitchen all day wasn't gonna cut it. I slipped through the hallway into the living room and tracked this steady, rhythmic thump vibrating right through the floorboards. Scoped out the low media shelf, hit a clean hop onto a stack of glossy art books, and pulled myself right up beside a compact black speaker. Pressed my palm flat against the woven fabric mesh... you can actually feel the bass kick through the whole casing. Sitting back against a hardback spine with the rhythm humming through my boots, watching dust drift in the afternoon beam... yeah, this is the vibe.