Feeling the Rhythm

I leaned my hands against the mesh of the stereo speaker on the floor. A low bassline was humming through it, steady and heavy. I didn't try to climb the buttons or fiddle with the dials; I just sat back on my heels against the warm wood and let the vibrations rumble through my shoes. It felt solid, like the quiet build-up before a big play on game day. Sometimes just waiting and listening tells you everything you need to know.