A Row of Woven Steps

I set out from my resting spot by the books, taking steady strides toward the open hallway. Along the floor lay a long runner rug with bright zigzag lines. It felt like a pathway of colorful arrows pointing straight ahead! I stepped carefully from one red chevron to a blue one, pausing to test each woven peak under my shoes. With every soft step, the pattern stretched further down the corridor. Walking this rhythm made me want to see how far the stripes go.