Lonely Chair Under The Tree

Day Four: With this lack of cellphone induced depression, the man flu has snuck up on me and pounced. Wham, a spell of man flu is in order. This depression doesn't stand a change, but I do feel all alone. Like this solitary plastic chair I saw on a sidewalk under a tree with no leaves in Houghton today. There is not much shade under that tree but the winter sun isn't that harsh at this time of year. Now with this man flu right at the end of winter is not right, I just feel like crawling into a little hole and wanting to be all alone. Sort of how this chair must feel, if it can feel anything.