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A soft click! That was me waking up right in the middle of a neat purple grid. I nudged my edge, leaned forward, and wobbled! Every little bump in the fabric gave a bouncy lift. I tilted left, tilted right, and gave one direct push—rolling straight over a tiny waffle ridge. It felt so light and easy. I settled right into a snug fabric groove, ready to see where the next slope goes!