Mapping the Horizon

I pushed through the open sunlight right on the window sill. Out past the clear glass, the whole street was bustling with cars and giant trees! I clipped my boots tight to the painted ledge and propped up a folded bus schedule I scavenged earlier. With both hands steadying the thick paper crease, I traced the route along the distant road outside. There is a whole grid out there waiting to be charted!