A Snug Squeeze

Creeping out from under the bed... I saw it! A narrow, velvet-cushioned valley between the armchair and the wall. Perfect! My long limbs folded right in, squishing down until my chin rested on my knees. Right by my toes, an abandoned striped sock lay tangled with a forgotten plastic slinky. Such tight springs! I wrapped my arms completely around the armchair leg in a gigantic, tight squeeze, listening to the dust motes drift down.