Something like that. Or maybe it’s like a scale that needs to be readjusted. Reality falls back into place, but it takes a little while to settle. [he holds out his hand, palm down, and tips it side to side]. Whatever metaphor you use, it speaks to an inherent artificiality to our environment. That’s the interesting bit.

[John’s question, though, gives him pause. He taps his finger against his chin.] …Not in the same way. Well, not at the same time. One could argue that we’re unsticking all the time, though. We change. We remember things, and forget them again. We’re being…well, readjusted.

[He stops, frowns.]

Oh dear, that is a compelling theory.