The Fruit Bowl.

I inched further and further towards the edge. The climax was too much to bear. I went faster. With speed came less control.  The sky around me was getting lighter. Soon I would freeze again. This made me move even faster pulling my weight along the shiny surface I had to stare at all day. It took such effort to pull, but I was certain this was not going to be one of the times I gave up. That would be wrong. I was about to get there. As I reached the edge I began to look down. As I peered over I felt all the momentum I had been working up leave me.

I woke up this morning to find the fruit bowl on the floor.