The Chair-boy
With the advent of my new and temporary idle state, things have been a little bit different. lately, i have taken notice of the unstoppable train of thought that run endless tracks in my head for the entirety of my awake period, but on few and seldom occasions the train hits the slow pedal while i focus more on what was happening. One of these few occasions was recently when i watched the hard work of a boy. The said boy is about the age of 5 or 6. I watched as he stacked white plastic chairs with the sole purpose of sitting on them and claiming instant although temporary rulership of the world. I smiled as i watched him struggled to get to the top of the stacked chairs, i smiled as he puzzled on why the stack of chairs of different sizes and shapes was not stable enough for him to get to the top of it. After another round of tries, he goes for the solution, i was impressed when i saw him drag a single chair and used it as a step to getting to the top. Finally, he was on top of th