Someday I hope to have a special chair. An armchair, all my own, soft and perfect, with pillows and blankets and a side-table with a calm lamp and a stack of books. And anywhere this chair is, is a place I can feel at home.
I'll never have a laptop on my lap when I sit there; I'll never face the TV; I'll never curl up with work or distraction.
I've been thinking about this chair a lot, lately.
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