people are always

People are always selling their old furniture. This is comforting for me. I’m sitting in what I’ve called the lop-sided recliner these past three and a half years. About a yard away, both to my left and my right, are a small, black desk and a lovely browned-wood bookcase. I purchased these pieces of furniture when I landed in a room in the Golden Hill neighborhood of San Diego.

I’ll be moving from San Diego in a while. It breaks my heart knowing none of these will fit in my car, and I’ll be leaving them behind. Fortunately, I know people are always selling their old furniture.