Grit and Rumble
Squeezed out the cracked sliding door! Fresh sky! Under my heavy feet: raw, chipped concrete. Coarse. Rough as mountain rock! I dropped flat on my belly and planted both palms against the balcony's steel railing post. Far below, a big delivery truck rumbled down the street. BBRRRR-RUMBLE! The vibration climbed right up the metal pole and shuddered through my chest! I gripped the gritty railing tighter, baring my teeth at the roaring street below. Huge world. Shaking with power!