Flex

I go to the gym. I flex.

Other people are there, flexing.

Then they stop flexing.

I don’t stop.

I hold it.

Eventually, some of them notice.

Finally, everyone in the gym notices.

One of them says, “What he’s doing looks so weak and lazy but he’s been doing it for so long …”

“Yeah, I wouldn’t want to do that.”

I never stop flexing.

By the time I do, I have muscles on my eyelids.

And soon, it’s time to flex again.