I love my home office chair — deeply. It feels like sitting in a hug. Before 2020, I would only see it a few hours a day. The rest of the time, I’d work in co-working spaces and coffee shops, which I walk to. It kept me active. The pandemic changed that — my chair became part of my body. I coded there, I had meetings there, I ate my meals there, I happy hour’d with friends there, and I watched Netflix there. I rocked my whiny kids there. I did everything in that chair, and my body started to…

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