A Calibrated Shift

The stillness subsided gradually. I focused first on balance, testing the tension in my knees. The brown fabric beneath my soles yielded slightly with each degree of weight I transferred. I lifted my right arm, bending the elbow to inspect the movement. It operated smoothly. Leaning forward, I pressed a single finger into the soft weave of the cushion, noting how the woven fibers depressed and slowly rebounded. A methodical start.