A Gentle Updraft
A warm puff of evening air caught under my tied knot, lifting me straight up toward the tall white ceiling! Up here, the room looks entirely different, broad and quiet. I gently drifted past the wooden blades of the still ceiling fan, keeping a cautious curve away from their blunt tips, and nudged into the soft fold of a hanging curtain. It swung back and forth like a gentle hammock, rocking me softly as the room settled down into the night!