maybe plan b

It was on day two of her hang­over that Na­tal­ie re­al­ized she need­ed to make a lifestyle change.

She pulled out her jour­nal and start­ed sketch­ing out a com­plex plan in­volv­ing find­ing a moral­ly bank­rupt sur­geon to im­plant the liv­er of a 20-year-old in her body,

or per­haps,

Plan B, she thought, don’t par­ty un­til noon the day af­ter re­cov­er­ing from the flu.

‘No,’ she paused, ‘Occam’s Ra­zor, stick with the more re­al­is­tic first plan,’

and scratched out Plan B with a black Sharpie.

—an ex­cerpt from ‘I Prob­a­bly Should Have Stayed In: An Au­to­bi­o­graph­i­cal Sketch Of My Morn­ing Re­grets’ by Na­tal­ie
 
 
 

—na­tal­ie michelle

Flom­mist Na­tal­ie Michelle does­n’t have a bio. She just rants. Copy­right © 2017 Na­tal­ie Michelle. Foto by Je­nae Lyn, “Hey you with the flashy face,’ Na­tal­ie to the road sign at my house.’

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