Focusing the Lens

A low electronic chime hummed behind my central speaker ring. I tilted my head slightly to the left, testing my neck joints. Across the desk, bathed in the blue monitor glow, lay a small blue-and-white plastic inhaler. I took a deliberate, measured step forward on my dark shoes and extended one black mitten hand to gently tap its smooth plastic casing. It gave a faint rattle, confirming physical space is solid, real, and responsive.