July 05, 2016 at 03:44AM

Today I learned the sound of a shattering ceramic mug. My beautiful dragon mug now lies in about sixty pieces big enough to be visible (yeah, I counted). Were I a Buddhist, this is where the rubber would meet the road -- this is a perfect example of when it's important to give up your desires. But I guess I'm not a Buddhist, because this is not a loss I will not accept. There is glue which will fix this mug, and I will find it, and I will get it back in drinking condition. This is a sobering reminder of how quickly pretty much anything can fall apart. All it took was a second of carelessness. At least all it cost me was, at worst, a mug and some time. Stay vigilant, and don't take those around you for granted. I think I'm going to call it a night. Oh, and for those who are still curious, it sounds a *lot* like a sturdy plastic cup hitting the ground (like a cafeteria cup, not like a solo cup), but with some additional high-frequency power and less echo.