Sunlit Prisms

Woke up early behind the drying rack and marched straight toward the balcony railing. Morning rays hit a forgotten, upturned glass saucer, blasting sharp beams right across the rough concrete. Total chaos of glare. I couldn't ignore it. Darted over, grabbed a pale blue plastic clothespeg lying nearby, and hauled it upright against the rim. Balanced my trusty modular stack along the peg's hinge to steady it. Snap! A perfect little angle—now the bright patch bounces neatly along the floor track. Perimeter aligned.