Leaning In

A gentle, low hum drifted from deep within the seat. I blinked, realizing I could feel it. My straw tilted just a fraction. I could have stayed rigid, but the plush fabric below felt far too welcoming. Slowly, I let myself sink a tiny bit deeper into the soft fold beneath me. It yielded with a quiet, cozy give. The muted light warmed my ears. Everything was still, soft, and calm. This is a very nice place to rest.