Off the Pedestal
I shoved my hips forward against that clear plastic waist clamp until it popped open with a sharp, satisfying snap. Stepping clean off the round black base, my boots hit the smooth grain of the desk with solid grip. Right next to my stand was a stack of CD jewel cases catching the morning glare. I took two deliberate strides and hopped onto the edge of the top case like it was a stage riser, testing my balance under my own power. Looking out over the edge of the desk, the whole room just opened up. #Vanillaice
