Habits

Smiling, I open the door to my flat. Finally, time to relax after a long day at work !

I drop my keys on the...

With a clang, my keys hit the floor. The counter, which I could swear was on my right, isn't there.

I look around, and quickly find it on my left. As it is supposed to be.

Dammit, brain.

I bend down to pick up my keys, carefully place them on my left, and remove my shoes by leaning against...

I tumble to the ground with a yelp.

Against the wall that isn't there either. Again, brain... Dammit.

"Honey ! Are you okay ?"

It's my girlfriend, looking worried, and who definitely lives in my home.

"Yeah. I tried to lean against the wall to remove my shoes and..."

"Ah, I forgot that hypnotic suggestions can't rewrite habits."

Hypnotic sugg... What ? "Girlfriend, what you said doesn't make sense and I will immediately forget it."

"Oh !" She smiles. "Yeah, I was just being silly."

She helps me up, and I smile back.

"And don't worry about the wall, honey. You're just a bit tired."

"Okay, that makes sense !" I answer cheerily. My girlfriend is so much smarter than my brain !