Why the Porch Swing?

The porch swing is a time honored and tested tradition. It's a place for observation, laughter, tears, wine, tea, warmth, chill, friends, alone time, dog time, neighbor watching, people watching, critter watching, reading, podcast listening, basically anything you want to do, a porch swing is the perfect venue.
The porch became a cornerstone of American architecture in the...oh wait, that's boring huh? Actually it's interesting to me, but let's just say the porch swing is a lovely American tradition. And no I haven't bothered to find out if it actually originated somewhere else, although if I really put my imagination to it, I can invision some Grecian or Patrician swinging seating that was flowy and graceful and entirely for show. Maybe one day my research will lead me there, but not today.
My porch swing is a spring, summer, fall oasis. Turns out my southern bones do not care for winter time swinging. It's too dark and temps below 50 degrees are too cold for me, considering my porch swing is not next to a fire pit...although I think that's a brilliant idea...
Am I obsessed with my porch swing??? Little bit. I do A LOT of thinking there!
I think about people: those I love, those I like, and those I don't.
I think about my career, both now and in the future.
I think about relationships, both real life and potential.
I think about the book I'm reading.
I think about the book, short story, blog post I might write. (And then I forget to jot it down and it leaves my brain forever.)
I think about going back to school and all the reasons that's a good/bad idea.

I contemplate LIFE. My life.
My porch swing is my happy place, my real place. It's a breeding ground for ideas. Tales if you will. So from this point on, I'm going to share with you the tales that are born from my porch swing: real, imagined, serious, goofy, or otherwise.