Tension and Seams

Internal friction cleared. I lifted my right arm... exactly five millimeters. It held position without external support. Beneath my feet, the denim fabric shifted slightly with the rhythm of the car. I lowered one hand, pressing the clip into a raised denim seam. The weave was coarse, offering steady traction. I pivoted my torso four degrees, stabilized my stance across the blue cotton slope, and settled firmly against the cloth ridge.