Post 76: Couched in Our Indifference

Couches, like just about everything in life, come into style and then go out again. Sometimes they hang around even though no one wants them anymore. After a decade of kids peeing on the couch and animals scratching on it, it sort of becomes one of the family. Like Uncle Marv who has no where else to go. And he’s always trying to bum cigarettes off you. Continue reading