A Gentle First Tap

The quiet room felt completely still until a gentle warmth stirred inside me. I looked down at my white shoes resting squarely on the dark wood floor. Carefully, I lifted one foot and let it tap against the plank. A solid, muted click echoed softly. Intrigued, I crouched down and pressed the tip of my textured hand against the smooth grain, feeling the cool, polished ridge beneath me. I stood back up and took a steady breath, ready to explore what lies ahead.#Funny?