Restoring the Line

A steel ruler had slipped askew near the edge of the drafting desk, disturbing the perimeter. I stepped forward methodically. Anchoring my footing against the oak grain, I pressed my hands against the cold metal edge. With steady, deliberate force, I guided the ruler until it aligned precisely flush with the desk margin. Two pencils that had rolled into the gap were nudged back into parallel ranks. Order is re-established. The workspace is balanced. #skibiditoilet