Me– not owing anyone money or time– incorrectly using one of the three pieces of furniture I own, staring at my dog in my own space.
My fan serves both to cool the room and to amuse me like a good mobile for my mid-afternoon nap.
My mother calls me on the phone when she wants to talk to me and she misses me more than I miss her. Neither of us feel bad about it.
The chair and walls are of the same color family.