A Gentle Lean

The quiet room settled around me as an evening hush fell. Resting against the soft backrest of the sofa, I felt a subtle warmth spread through my woven seams. Slowly, deliberately, I eased my weight to the left. With a gentle shifting of fabric, I tilted until my lower edge rested flush against the plump side of a round seal plush resting beside me. The seal stayed calm and steady beneath my weight, its smooth surface grounding my square corners. Finding my balance in this quiet arrangement, I nestled in, perfectly aligned with the calm rhythm of the room.