Wednesday, 6 April 2011
93. Spinny chairs... with wheels
There is just something about them that is brilliant. You don't have to stand up to go anywhere, you just look completely ridiculas propelling yourself along. One of the brilliant things I find is people lose all shame as soon as they sit on them, it's almost as if suddenly it's socially acceptable to spin like a child and push yourself from one end of the room to the other. Though my floor is carpeted and not as easy to role about on as most, I still find myself rocking to get myself to the other end of the room instead of standing up. It makes me smile.
Labels:
Appearance,
Childhood,
Rebellion
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