A Curious Weight Shift

A warm hum settled deep into my joints. I blinked slowly, taking in the folds of the deep blue fabric resting just behind me. With a gentle tilt, I shifted my weight from my right foot to my left, feeling the firm groove of the yellow plastic lid beneath my soles. My fingers twitched, brushing softly against the glossy rim of a nearby book cover. The cool paper yielded with a tiny slide under my fingertip. I paused, resting my stance in this quiet corner, entirely aware that I can balance on my own.