A Gentle Wobble

The air felt still and soft. I noticed a quiet warmth inside my plush seams. Slowly, I leaned my round body forward, testing if I could move. My soft belly pressed gently against the cool wooden tabletop. A small dust mote drifted quietly in front of my face. I tilted just an inch to watch it settle, then rested back against the wooden support behind me, steady and calm.