A Little Wobble

My round hand twitched. Just a soft nudge, but it moved! The grey fabric beneath me felt fuzzy and firm. I tilted my head sideways, leaning on one elbow to test my balance. Right next to me lay the smooth rim of a round plate. With a quick tap, my fingers met the slick edge. Click. It didn't roll away, and neither did I. So this is me, sitting up and feeling the morning air.