It’s so big. So round. So smooth. Just sitting there, not doing anything — just being.
I don’t know about you, but I can’t control myself. I just want to gently touch it and see what happens.
Does it jiggle?
Does it change shape like playdough?
Does it explode?
Does it come at you?
Or does it just sit there, unbothered, like nothing happened at all — and you only felt its soft consistency?
I can almost imagine how silky its soft white hair would be. Cool to the touch. Light. You would want to pet it for hours. It’s just sitting there, being soft.
That’s it. That’s the whole thing.
