My myriad of cracks shine particularly bright on Thanksgiving.
Each fissure is impossible to hide with family swarming about, so the
whole day becomes a series of strategical maneuvers intended to ensure survival
while alienating the least amount of relatives.
I’m quite sure this is NOT what the pilgrims had in mind.
Here’s to survival, everyone, and seeing you on the other side of the
turkey.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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