A Gentle Wobble

Everything was still until a soft ripple ran through my base. I leaned forward with hesitation, wobbling slightly on the smooth, cool leather cushion. With a tiny nudge, I tipped my rounded body and rolled just an inch toward the blue tufted pillow resting behind me. My curved edge gently bumped against its soft diamond seams, and a faint sigh trembled from inside me. I settled into the quiet dip of the couch, feeling grounded and whole.