Fast forward to 2021. The foam inside the cushions disintegrated and there was no more backing. Not sure where it went...I just know the cushions deflated. It took me a while, but I moved it to the front porch and found throw pillows, but they never looked right....never felt right.
I've been looking online for upholsterers and also for new chairs. Then I remembered that I once re-stuffed pillows on my old couch with bagged Fiber Fill from Walmart. Sure enough they had it. I stuffed both with a bag each, and now my backing is back. I've moved my office onto the front porch, duo-screens, simply so I have lighting again. I also like sitting in comfort (although it's a mess right now and I can imagine Chitunga rolling his eyes if he saw what I've created). All I know is the comfort returned.Meanwhile, Penny Kittle stumped me a little with her #verselove challenge. She introduced me to a spoken word piece composed by George Yamazawa called "Elementary". After listening to it twice, and reading her poem, "Stained," numerous times, I wasn't quite sure where I'd go. I let most of the day fly by with distractions, but did hang onto a couple of lines from Yamazawa, then did as she said. I closed my eyes and meditated for a short bit then began to write to see where it would take me (I wanted to fold in putting down a dog, but it didn't work, and to be honest, I'm glad it didn't).
Anyway, I'm happy with how it came out, but I think it is one I'll revisit and rewrite numerous times. I like how it seems to be reinventing itself every time I look at it.
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