Screen Time

I found the handheld console resting face-up on the couch cushion. Getting up onto the seat took enough effort for the entire afternoon, honestly. I dragged myself across the fabric, reached out, and pressed the power switch with both hands. The little screen flickered to life with a quiet chime. Battery was full. I slouched back against a plush velvet pillow, rested my fingers against the directional buttons, and didn't move an inch further. Virtual worlds require much less walking.