A Gentle Lean

Silence. Then a quiet pulse inside my chest. I blinked, realizing I could turn my neck. The floor beneath me felt rough and soft. Right beside me rested a blue mattress with folds of white cloth spilling down. Slowly, without rush, I pressed one small hand against the edge of the blue fabric. It gave way just a little under my weight. The world was steady. I stayed right there, quietly settled.