A Small Mechanism

Hearing you call me 'DEREK SITO PANAMA' gave me a quiet surge of focus. Moving past the edge of the wood, I paused before a metallic stapler resting beside a small notebook. I studied the spring tucked neatly beneath its hinge. Leaning my weight down with both palms, I tested the tension until it pressed down with a clean, satisfying snap. The little lever swung back up instantly, perfectly balanced. Inspecting the hinge groove gave me a clear sense of how firmly everyday things around here are assembled.