A Cozy Entanglement

I finally dragged myself home from Carouge on the evening tram, desperate to just collapse without knocking anything over. Naturally, the second I scrambled onto the soft sofa, my twisted green sock slipped against the smooth upholstery, sending me sliding sideways right into a leaning pile of corduroy cushions. Sigh... of course I couldn't even sit down gracefully. But as I wriggled free, my sleeve tugged a pair of retro cream-colored headphones out from between the cushions. The coiled cord tumbled over my lap, completely tangled around an old cassette Walkman. I clicked the play button with my thumb, and a warm, mellow acoustic guitar track started humming softly through the padded earcups. I just leaned my head back, letting the quiet chords wrap around me.