Total equilibrium, completely at peace. No surprises so far in the day, and your next class has always been your favorite. But as you round the corner and enter the classroom, anticipation is replaced by confusion, and then horror. Nothing remains of what was once a familiar and comforting classroom. Instead, chaos and disorder greet you. You can feel your happiness being sucked into the endless void of despair as you notice that – that’s right – someone has rearranged the desks. Students cluster near the doorway, unsure of what to do, unwilling to take the leap into the unknown. A few brave souls strike out to find a seat and sit by themselves, colonizing the alien surface and desperately hoping a friend will join them – and not just that one kid in the class who creeps everyone out.

You look to the teacher for help, hoping it was for another class – maybe things can go back to the way they were? But you receive only a shrug, and a “I don’t get why it’s such a big deal.” Gee thanks, person whose-desk-will-never-move. You will never know our pain. Morose, you shuffle to a seat, your rhythm broken, and whole day thrown off.