A Gentle Push

My fingers twitched, and suddenly the softness around me wasn't just holding me down—it was something I could push against! I gave a firm press with both gloved hands and sat right up on the grey fabric folds. Right in front of me sat a fluffy patterned pillow. Curious, I reached out and tapped its piped edge. It yielded with a quiet, satisfying squish. My legs work, my hands work, and this soft ridge is all mine to explore!