A Gentle Balance

Oh... my feet feel quite firm underneath me. I seemed to be standing with both arms outstretched, facing a bright, hazy window. Very carefully, without wanting to topple over, I tested bending one elbow. My soft glove brushed against the dark railing behind me—cool metal beneath the morning light. I gave a tiny, quiet sigh, relieved to discover I could steady myself right here on the soft blanket without falling. From: Luigi buddy! See him on my profile!