Flash

Reverse Polarity

A baby curiously touching a man's face while he lies on grass.

At precisely 9:03 this morning, George attempted to reverse his unfortunate life decisions by backing his Prius into a yoga studio. “I meant metaphorically!” he shouted, as incense smoke filled his cupholder. The instructor bowed, softly whispered “Namaste,” and handed him a kombucha. George now teaches downward spirals on Tuesdays.

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