Thank you for these gifts.

Who am I thanking?

I feel so thankful.

Mom? Dad? Yes! Yes!

Me? Me, too?

Absolutely.

Thank you for these gifts. Thank you for a body that moves. Thank you for crows that notice me when I walk their territory. Thank you for avocados. Holy guacamole with Fuerte and lime.

Thank you for commissioned graffiti walls in Hollywood, especially that two story heavy metal skeleton biker on La Brea Ave's Von Dutch north face.

Thank you for days without alarm clocks and thick mist so moist at nite.

Thank you for lesbian women over 30 who don't dye their greys. Bless them especially.

I am blessed. I am loved. I am good at something. I love something. I care about things bigger than just me. I dance my gratitude.

Thank you for the dance.

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