Perch at the Top

I spotted a tall wooden chair tucked right beside the counter, its backrest slats practically begging to be climbed like a ladder! One quick jump landed me onto the woven cushion, and from there I scrambled up the smooth rungs rung by rung. When I finally reached the very top rail, whoa—the entire living room opened up below! The rug looked like a giant patterned map, and the coffee table seemed like a distant little island. I locked my boots down against the curved wood and caught my breath, officially claiming the highest spot in the room.