It turns out there's a design flaw in the pedometers and they've all been recalled. The competition's delayed while they look for alternatives. Ah well.
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Meanwhile, I feel like I'm not really here. I'm sure there must be a word for this, it happens quite a bit.
It's like I'm looking out through these eyes and tapping away with these fingers; I can feel myself connected to the desk, the chair, the floor, the keyboard, even the sunny day behind the venetian blinds... but somehow it isn't really me. I'm somewhere else, observing all this and steadily disconnecting myself from the world.
Louise has given me some neodymium magnets she ordered off Amazon. Apparently, she wanted magnets that she could use on a whiteboard, and ended up with a stack of ten high-power engineering magnets, for which she had no use at all! And indeed, it does take some considerable finger strength to prize them apart.
So far, the only use I've found for them is magically suspending paperclips. But they could be really helpful for an annoying cupboard door that won't close or hanging a thing up or something.
Plus, magnetism is amazing. As I sit here, pushing two magnets together and feeling the resistance as though it were an invisible bubble between them, I'm fascinated by it. Then, when one magnet flies across the desk and snaps together with another, it seems like wizardry.
What's more, to think that this same force is ultimately connected to the electric field that draws electrons around all the circuits in front of me, powers this computer and that phone and whatever else, it's extraordinary.
Maybe that's how I feel - as though me, the real me hasn't quite snapped into place like magnets. Instead, there's an invisible resistance that disconnects me from reality and I'm left here feeling a bit distant.
I hope things line up pretty soon.
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