As the sun drops below the western horizon, and the darkness of night in late November comes for approximately 14 hours, I pause to give thanks that I:
Am alive and in relatively decent health for a man of my age and lack of exercise;
Will be having Thanksgiving dinner with my older brother and his family tomorrow, therefore having some companionship after spending today by myself;
Have no reason to go to any stores of shopping malls tomorrow or tonight. Yes, tonight; the stories just can't wait to start the sales.
Some call tomorrow Black Friday because black = profits. I call it Black Friday because black = tragedy.