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This year, I set myself the foolish task of trying to write something every day, and what you see here is the result. None of this is finished, polished, or in any way good. It's usually a few lines at the end of the day when I'm tired, my head's broken, and this nonsense spills out of it onto the page. Feel free to comment away, and if you think anything has any potential then let me know and I might have a go at working on it further.

But hang on, where's the first month? You've ripped us off! I hear you say... Well, yes. I have been writing since the beginning of January, but it's taken me a while to get the blog up, so everything here is a month old.

Friday, 1 April 2016

The chair

I sit in my comfortable chair
Burred leather and broken springs
Older than my children, and dear
Day by day I sit in that well-worn groove
Nothing fancy, but it fits

But my friend has one of those posture seat contraptions
More kneeler than chair
Made of hard wood and uncomfortable angles.
He swears by it. Best thing he's ever sat on.
Why don't I try it?

But I've had my chair for years.
Every contour familiar.
But something about the new chair brings me back.
It looks challenging to sit on, but rewarding.
Maybe I need a challenge? Maybe I need a change?
I reach out an arm to touch it.
At first I don't know how to sit and every day is uncomfortable,
But before too long, it's a part of me.
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