Stuffed and vomitty,
shall I order things for next year
with these once-in-a-lifetime sales?
“Black Friday should be called
Gift Friday,” said my friend Grace.
We should listen to what she says,
though her voice is often softest.
[Hong Kong post]:
Thankful that there was only one other person in my Muay Thai class when my body was processing the alcohol, so I wouldn’t have to kick the bag a hundred times as we usually did in a group effort. So I didn’t have to vomit. Thankful that I had an extra hour before class to drink a Pocari Sweat. Although it reminded me of chlorine and nausea and high school P.E.
Thankful someone got off on the same bus stop as me so I didn’t have to yell at the bus driver.