His Friends Call Him Carl

The title of this post was taken from the song IKEA by JoCo.   

     It's been four months, and I feel like I should probably tell you all about Carl. Carl has really been there for me. He has supported me when I just couldn't stand anymore. He has caught my tears while I rested. Carl is there whenever I need him. I hope to have him in my life for a long time to come. By the way...Carl is a chair. Not sure where your head went with that, but clearly I was talking about furniture.
     I've always loved Carl, he is my absolute favorite chair ever. He lives at Mandaly's house. Mandaly is thinking about getting new furniture so I may inherit Carl soon. I am beyond excited. Seriously, I think I lived on Carl the first week or so after Mike passed. I don't remember much about that week or the one after, but I do remember pulling my feet up under me, and resting my head on the arm of Carl. Sometimes people would sit near me and try to make conversation, but mostly I just remember sitting on Carl.