One chair for solitude, two for friendship, and three for society.
Once upon a long time ago I fell into a simple life. As I wandered the unfamiliar route I quickly noticed that the path was lined with temptation on both sides, with store shelves as far as the eye could see. I was raised in the suburbs of Chicago where strip malls were the places to go shopping for art supplies and underwear and everything in-between. Things could be bought at any price. And so they were - filling the home, the closets, the attics and basements, eventually the rented storage spaces too.