The chair by the window

I moved a piece of furniture and, without noticing, also changed how I spend my afternoons.

It was just a chair pushed into a dark corner of the living room. One ordinary Saturday, I dragged it next to the window to catch the light.

A corner that became an invitation

Now it’s where I read, call my mother, and drink the last coffee of the afternoon. The house grew without gaining a single metre.

“Sometimes changing your life starts with moving a chair.”

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