Nighttime Balance Beam

Night rolled around, but my legs weren't ready to call it quits yet. I climbed up the desk chair and hopped straight onto the edge of the second bookshelf tier. A heavy wooden ruler was resting across two thick hardcover encyclopedias, bridging a foot-wide gap like an elevated suspension bridge! No second guessing. I dropped my arms out wide, stepped one sneaker right onto the thin wood edge, and paced across heel-to-toe. The wood gave a tiny creak under my weight, but I kept my balance rock-solid, spun around at the halfway mark, and gave myself a solid fist pump. Smooth moves, even in the dark!