some money on things.
a treat.
an afternoon of shopping
with a friend.
there's a little guilt involved,
but she gets over
it quickly
as she slips into
a dress, new shoes. and
stands at the mirror.
the boxes and bags
strewn around
the floor.
why not? she says.
why not?
we work so hard. why
not reward ourselves.
what are we living for?
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