Uneasiness in the world of objects is pretty routine coming home. The mildest symptoms are keyboard-based. Returning from time away from computers, my hands have to remember what it is like to use a computer again. It is politely surreal, and goes away after a day.
For longer stays away from home, I notice changes in height. I will walk around my house, walk in my room, crawl up my stairs, and it all feels a little smaller than the last time. 1
Coming home after nine months has produced new perceptual discoveries. This time, the vector expounds on mass. It seems that the gravity is ever-so-slightly different in Omaha, as compared to New York City. The screen door opens a little heavier. The toilet lid is more sluggish. Carpet feels cushier.
While it is possible that these conclusions are my sense memory retracing former haunts, right now I am pretending that my body and my house have changed at similar, healthy rates, just in different directions. I am meeting my old friend. Hi again