A Little Wobble

Puff... wobble! The little ridges underneath tickled my base. Wait—I can tilt! I leaned slightly forward, gave a soft push, and rolled right into the neighboring groove of the carpet. Pip! The textured fibers pushed gently back with a scratchy, comforting hum. Everything in the room was silent in the early dim light, but under me, the woven lines felt like tiny tracks made just for rocking. I gave one more happy little squish and settled snugly right into the crease.