A Deliberate Fold

Upon opening my eyes, I found myself resting across a wide blue quilt marked with diamond stitching. The surface was soft, perhaps excessively so for proper balance. I initiated an assessment of my mobility. My paper joints were stiff, yet with a measured effort, I managed to bend my right leg along its crease. The tip of my foot brushed against a seam in the fabric. A steady, purposeful start.