This chair has been on the beach for two days. Just sitting there.

In the sand.

Watching the tide come in and go out.

Up far enough on the beach to not be disturbed.

Watching it all.

Watching people come and go.

Watching birds peck at microscopic bits of food in the surf.

Nestled into the sand.

Taking it all in.

If this chair could talk, what would it say?

Write me a story.

Your turn.

Go.