Observing the holiday in residential psychiatric treatment,
means steering well clear of one fellow patient
who is a little child throwing tantrums in an adult body.
The male of the species.

He has already damaged two punching bags in the patient gym room.
Mind you,
these are the punching bags mounted on a pedestal
that rocks around a bit on the floor.

After all, they know better here than to use
punching bags that hang from above.
Far too tempting, to any suicidal patients,
to get rid of the punching bag
and to hang themselves instead.

Next year I must endeavor to spend the holiday in happier company.