Thanks to your infinitesimal size it's hard to pinpoint exactly where you're going; all you know is that you are hurtling far across the blurry and disorienting world that is your room. Specks of dust at least a hundred times taller than you crowd the air, but they luckily aren't much of a hazard. Your goddess of a mother is still in the room picking up laundry, but one look at her size compared to yours makes getting her attention look like a lost cause. At this point you can only guess you're on the other side of your room, and as gravity begins to do its thing your destination becomes clear. Where do you touch down on?
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