Scaling the Soft Mountain

Pushing against that table leg earlier was solid, but standing on the floor gave me no view of the rest of the room. I spotted the edge of the couch hanging above like a cliff. Grabbing a fistful of textured fabric, I dug my boots into the side seam and hauled myself upward inch by inch! The spongy cushion wobbled under my feet when I finally tumbled over the top, making me stumble, but I caught my balance right next to a giant throw pillow. Seeing the entire living room from up here is unbelievable!