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Uncomfortable Chair

A Stoic tale

I want to be a philosopher.

We have an available chair for you.

I shall join.

Where is everybody?

I can’t see or hear anything?!

Where is the class, the debate, the teacher?

I am uncomfortable here.

I can’t think of anything.

I am cold.

Can I have something?

What something?

I am disabled, there is nothing I could do.

Can I have a glass of water?

Can I stretch?

Can I walk around?

I am allergic to this light and this fabric and this room.

Can I go outside now?

I need to call my doctor.

I have serious back pain.

I need to call my psychologist.

I am mentally sick.

Can I have more water?

And some fruit?

Can I go to the toilet?

Can I rest now?

Can I scream?

Can I cry?