Yesterday I was grateful for this soon-not-to-be-empty chair.
That's because the person about to be sitting in it was my friend Natasha.
On a fairly regular basis, Tasha and I get together for lunch. We work close by one another, so sometimes weekly, sometimes less we meet.
Its always nice. She's one of my best friends. We're both techies, both kinky, both ageplayers.
She's my people. I love her.
At lunch we often discuss various goings-on in our jobs and our lives in general. It's a very comforting, positive, support-giving sort of experience.
I'm lucky I get to do it as often as I do.