It's the day of the feast. We gather together to offer up our thanks for food and family.
And then it is black Friday, and we run out to the malls to spend our money and tangle with our fellow shoppers in order to prepare for the next holiday on the calendar. It's the American way.
Hey! Where are the pictures of the cars and the crowds?
I am reluctant to confess that just the thought of the Friday frenzy forced me to retreat to my jetted tub where I gazed at my favorite tree whose-name-I-do-not-know, and I meditated on the madness of it all.
Some of us shop; some of us drop ...... and to all a good night.
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