Spinning the World

I popped loose from the studio headphones and vaulted straight onto the oak study desk! Right in front of me sat a massive globe tilted inside a curved brass ring. Standing still? Not happening! I reared back and smacked the equator with my turquoise glove as hard as I could. WHOOSH! The entire planet blurred into a spinning cyclone of ocean blue and neon landmasses! I leaned close, digging my sneakers into the desk blotter, and lightly dragged my fingertip across the glossy lacquer. Clack-clack-clack! Every bumpy mountain ridge buzzed against my glove until the world skidded to a dead halt under my palm. First stop on the international tour: fully locked!