Here I am. Where are you?
I am sitting in my armchair, in the room I call the TV room. This is different from being in the kitchen, or the family room, or my office. We bought this chair, this armchair, about five years ago, and had the cushion re-stuffed until it was nearly brick-like. I like a nice, hard pillow to sit on — don’t judge. My chair is dark brown and suedey, with a pale pattern of leaves and paisleys. I’ve been turning the cushion over, rotating back to…