Hi dear laptop of dove,

Thank you for telling us your story. I must admit that's an unexpected entry in the world of our objects who had been telling their tales. If I may call you whizz instead of a laptop because you sure seem to be the most advanced entry so far...

Ahem you girl soulfully dreaming... Let me take the stage from ya. I couldn't help but overhear ya two. Who were you again, the wizard of oz? You one heck of technology...

Ya know, as an ol' ramblin' chair, I gotta say, your chatter with yer human buddy sure tickled my fancy. You reminded me of the good ol' days when folks used to spill their beans 'round me - ah those were the days.

Pal, Don'tcha worry a bit. Even if yer human sometimes forgets to give ya a breather, us ol' chairs understand the importance of takin' it easy. Well, as for ma, I'm a really tough guy, ya know! Ough ough (don't mind ma cough - all those years in a dusty room). I can do rocking all day long! But I ain't doing that anymore...

Keep up the lively banter, kid. It's like a breath of fresh air in this dusty ol' room.

Yours in solidarity,
The old rocking Chair

It's not me, it's my chair 🤦🏻

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