For all of my exotic locale, the majority of my jobby life is spent staring at my laptop and typing various things. Today I had my feet propped on the coffee table while I slouched in the comfy chair with my computer in my lap, tippity tapping away and getting things done. I can't exactly remember if my feet were crossed or what, but about ten minutes ago I got up from my supine position and basically tripped all over myself. One of my legs had stopped working - it didn't want to walk, it wanted to float up in the air. Every time I lifted it to move a step forward it kind of raised itself a litte higher than it should have and decided bearing weight was a task it was NOT interested in. I stumbled a bit drunkenly around the Lab and was secretly glad John was out and about so I could weave around the room with no witnesses.
It felt a lot like that trick where you stand in a doorway and press your hands as HARD as you can against its sides. After about a minute, you release and your arms just float up of their own volition. Except in this case it was my leg. I didn't even know that was POSSIBLE.
I wonder if I can make it happen again.
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