Life composes around us.
We talk to change the perspective over and over until we see.
I actually did not choose the furniture but I guess everything was in it’s right place.
Now I know why this ugly chunk of wood is still there - I hadn’t seen the key. The guy who wants to pick up the lounge cabinet can call now to make an appointment. I might even give it to him for the price he tried to talk me into on the phone, and I keep one key.
The question is mine, though.