My Adventures in My Blue Chair

The world we create is the process of our thinking. If we do not change our mind, we can not change it. "- Einstein, I am a natural wanderer, considering most of the time sitting in the same blue folding chair in the middle of the room, this is a pretty unconditional wanderer.The wall I often see.The long story , You can read all patterns, lights, fixtures, exits, details, and obstructive surfaces on a comprehensive original music background soundtrack.

Playing with my light blue hand-painted Mexican chair, I quietly face most of my friends, some of their parents, and some other parents. Adults, everyone, bright students. In my little chair, I obviously saw most of their knees. does not matter. Even if I am ashamed of the people of the "world", I will not be afraid. I knew they could not see me for a long time. I was born in this house with my mother's teacher. When I was born, Margaret always grabbed me there, was baptized, and adults in the room prevented me from telling me they did not know what I was saying. A few years later, I learned that she did this from the first day.

I went back to the low ceiling and walked the electric blue track lights to my computer station. I came in. I put myself in the broken feather chair. If those blue lights are black, I will see what I have not forgotten yet. I married Coke. I crushed the crushed ice. I am writing a blog. I explained the title after the title. The startup company that I am doing UI consulting is called Master. This husband is a disgusting person. He has a beard, he must not have it. He is wearing jeans and Vibram Five Fingers shoes. He put on a dress shirt and tightened it. His glasses look like Google's glasses, but it does not look like Google's glasses. It is difficult for him to see his eyes, as he is always looking at the eyes of everyone. His molecule shouts to answer some of the atom's impossibility, and the universe may turn to allow him to see everyone in the room. The effect is very good

My memorable brilliant picture is that he is sitting in this blue chair and is desperately looking for a list of potential contacts to provide contact for the next working phase . Therefore, the blue chair has become a symbol of the stage being stuck in our life, and for a long time I refused to put myself in it. The situation has changed. I'm sitting with a chair with me and probably I will get bored with it or keep it until it gets worn (probably the latter). I am no longer afraid of the big blue chair, although there is still another 'fear' like upsetting.