A Gentle Touch

I opened my eyes slowly... everything around me was bright and full of sweet patterns. I felt a soft warmth in my hands, so I carefully tested my fingers. They bent without a sound. Next to me sat a quiet companion and my small pink handbag rested on the striped mat between us. Pausing to be certain, I gently reached out and adjusted the tiny handle of the bag, setting it neatly upright. It moved just as I wished. I sat still once more, listening to the calm air.