Empty chair with scarf

That's what proper artists do, isn't it? Give their works of art obvious names.

Except this isn't a work of art, it's a blatant emergency blip.

I've been thinking about chairs recently...nothing deep or philosophical, I've just had k d lang's cover of Leonard Cohen's 'Hallelujah' rattling through my head over the last few days. Especially the lines from the second verse:

She tied you to her kitchen chair
Broke your throne and cut your hair
And from your lips she drew "Hallelujah!"

Kind of relates to yesterday's musings about love, too.