I broke my favourite mug yesterday. I was really distraught. It was, after all my favourite mug. It has been my faithful companion for years. It saw me through plenty of happy and unhappy stages of life, and now, it’s gone, just like that.
It’s really upsetting because I am rather attached to this mug. It has a sentimental value. But then again, I have no one else to blame for the loss but myself. I wasn’t careful enough while handling it and it slipped through my fingers and it went for the floor and was broken to pieces.
The shards from my favourite mug injured my leg and actually draw blood. For a moment, time froze and I was stunned. I did not wish to say goodbye to the mug this way, but it is rendered useless to me now, regardless of the memories that we had together. And so, I picked up the shards, and swept them away after mourning for the loss for a while.
I was upset. But then again, what’s the point dwelling? The thing is useless now. The shards hurt me and I must get rid of it. The damage has already been done. I cannot turn back time to prevent that from happening or put back the pieces together with a glue so that I can continue to use it.
And so I swept them away and make a mental note to get a brand new mug to replace the one that I lost. It will not be the same as the old one, but at least I will still be able to drink tea and my favourite drinks with it.
So… ladies and gents, the next time you happen to find that your mug is broken, take my advise. Don’t just stand there like an idiot like I did! It’s not going to change anything. Just sweep it away immediatepy and dispose it before it hurt anyone else and get a new one to replace it. Problem solved. 😀
Cleffairy: Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King’s men and horses, couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty together again.