Awakening

I have been laying here for a while, more new knowledge is whispered to my mind as I continue to think about as many things as I can manage. A new experience so soon is both delightful and not as happy as it could be. The monotony of being left to my own thought getting to me, I know what it is like to move but I cannot do it. Boredom is the name of this new novel experience and such an interesting concept. The knowledge supplies to me that it means being bored, it doesn't help much but the added emotional imprint makes it quite clear that it is accurate to my current feeling.
 
And then the boredom was gone as my creator turns around screaming that it is finally all ready, as his attention turns to me he starts apologizing in rapid barely understandable gnomish. It seems that I wasn't supposed to lay here alone with my own thoughts for such a long time and should have instead been able to move immediately. I cannot understand why he apologizes, the concept itself makes sense but why do so to me. It has given me many new experiences to contemplate and a good amount of time to learn more about myself and set goals.
 
He encourages me to attempt to move, saying that it should now be possible. As I do so, the knowledge on how to do so coming naturally, I feel my furnace heart light up as the steam courses through what equates to my veins. So many sensations occur as I attempt to move that my mind freezes, I am now sitting my knowledge supplies. It doesn't truly matter, I am enamored with this feeling of physical freedom. Shock seems to be the word closest to what I am currently experiencing. It could be called body shock I suppose, the shock of going from just a mind to a mind with a body that has physical inputs seems to be enough to completely overwhelm the mind. I wonder if flesh and blood being experience this, from what the knowledge has it does not seem so. The light warmth, the feeling of air going past my limbs, or the air entering my boilers is all wonderous and mind-numbing. The understanding that I could go anywhere within this room, that I could pick up anything in the surrounding area............ Oh, it seems I have been like this longer than I thought creator, is inspecting me and asking me what is wrong with increasing concern. I swiftly explain that nothing is wrong and that the physical freedom caused me to zone out. The words form and I speak them and then it is body shock all over again, the ability to make such a wide variety of sounds from my sound unit only limited by the knowledge of languages I possess. The possibilities are unbelievably vast.............
 
 
Oh, it seems the creator has been calling me for a while now. It seems he wants me to lay down to inspect me because something seems wrong with the body, I try to explain but quickly enter body shock again...........
This might take a while.