AV typed out her question on the old-fashioned typewriter. In short, she was telling me that I wasn’t pulling my weight, and that it was high time that I took a greater share of the work. Beneath her question I started typing my response. She complained at the length of it: all I needed to do was confirm my participation with the single word “yes”.

I felt my stress levels rise and my body reacted in the usual way. Despite all attempts to stay fixed to the ground, I started to levitate, and within seconds I was floating in mid-air.

“Please be ready to catch me when I fall!” I shouted down to AV and SS below. Both were now even more annoyed with me.