Well, i’m sitting on this some-what comfortable, warn out chair that probably has a pretty interesting story behind it’s existence. Hmm, thats exciting to think about, actually. A chair, that i’m sitting on, has a story. I know that sounds absurd; a chair has a story? I guess a lot of things have stories, then. Maybe everything in this planet has a story to share. Not on the same page as me, eh? Just think about it, how did this chair become an object i sit on? How did it find me? How was it birthed.. What’s so funny? A chair can be born, too you know.
Let’s think about this chair, for a second. Like, how it was created, what it may have seen on it’s journey to my bottom. Thats a good one, Austin. What has this chair seen? I wish i knew how old this chair was so i can give a better estimate of all the possiblilites of events, people, other objects it has witnessed in it’s lifetime. By the looks of it, it may be at least 10 years old. Thats enough
