Dear Couch,
You (along with Chair) were the first nice, non-used, non-hand-me-down, non-Ikea furniture I ever bought for myself. I think fondly of the person I was when I bought you - a single girl just out of college, so proud of her freshly scotchgarded sofa. You saw me through the beginnings and ends of relationships, late nights when I was a little too tipsy to make it all the way to bed, and the last season of Veronica Mars.
I just sold you on Craigslist. It's time to merge furniture; you did not make the cut.
Am I ready to say goodbye to the girl I was when I bought you? I dunno. But I am ready to find out.
Love always,
Jane
