To Friendship

Maybe it’s a solstice. Maybe it’s vaguely your birthday. Maybe it’s a day you feel like disappearing under a pile of tortilla chips and Netflix because your job is frustrating or your heart is ice cubey. But almost every year, like cosmic clockwork, there arrives this unexpected package on your stoop. As you pick it up, you swear you see a Miyazaki cat out of the corner of your eye, floating into the clouds while it drinks a bubble tea… except the bubbles have cute little eyes that seem to be winking at you as the cat sucks them through a neon pink straw. Anyway, you open the package and there is a T-shirt with a hamburger and a secret message on it. Your anxieties about life fade away and you think: “I’m going to put this hamburger T-shirt on and the world will be mine.”