Thank you, god, for my favorite pair of pants. Thank you for nice perfumes that smell like horse shit. Thank you for my apartment. Thank you for chocolate banana shakes. Thank you for the rude baristas at my favorite coffee shop. Thank you for alcohol (cunning, baffling, powerful) and not drinking it anymore. God, thank you for the lady whose aunt’s car I hit. Thank you for my sister, my mom, and my dad. Thank you for my grandma and my grandpa. Thank you for the American South. Thank you for the cicadas and the fireflies and the street cats. Thank you for Camel 99s and for quitting Camel 99s. Today I won’t quit Camel 99s, but I will soon. Thank you for going to school, for quitting school, and for going back again. I won’t quit school anymore. Thank you for the smell of jasmine and roses in the spring and also the smell of trash. Thank you for bitters and soda and Shirley Temples. Thank you, god, for Hana and Annabelle and Natalie and Melissa and Joe and Tatum and Gabriella and Julia. Thank you for my new apartment. Thank you for my job and for my cats. Thank you for my new life.
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