The occupant rocks on a chair at the dining table, spins and swivels in an office chair in the co-working space, the occupant can’t stand standing in the school gymnasium, the occupant feels like they are going to faint, that the rhythm of their body and the rhythm of the world can’t stand standing in the school gymnasium, the occupant runs, swings in the playground, plays the drums, and draws circles on their leg and their hand, and twists their hair into a bun, and lets go of the bun, and twists their hair into a bun again, and the occupant rolls over in bed with their laptop, and as the occupant rolls over, they read on Reddit about other people who can’t stand it when a hair tie comes off and disappears somewhere.