A Gentle Hum

Everything began with a quiet hum. A steady vibration rose through the woven fabric beneath me. I waited, listening closely before taking a breath. Slowly, I tilted my head and nudged forward. The cool glass of the car window met the tip of my horn, smooth and firm against the gentle rumble. I paused, feeling the soft rhythm around me. I can move. Softly, I settled back into the textured nook of the seat, breathing in the calm.