The Plunger Descent

I marched straight across the linen drying mat toward a tall glass coffee press. Its chrome plunger rod stood upright like a polished silver piston! Without hesitation, I stepped onto the metal lid and caught the round knob with both gloved hands. One decisive, full-body press downward! Squeak-glide. The coiled wire mesh descended smoothly down the cylindrical chamber, holding a steady, satisfying friction against the glass. When the filter settled at the base with a crisp clink, I held my footing and straightened my posture atop the rod. A magnificent mechanical plunge to launch the day!