Marvel

05/19/2018

We can only fit what we are shaped to contain. Anything outside that just spills out.

Someone recently threw a brick into my cup. Perhaps finally my cup is no longer shaped to accept bricks; as rather than even struggle with it for long, chemicalization and expulsion of said brick was swift and immediate.

The giver of the brick is offended and in denial of said brick, despite its existence now resting on their own toes.

And I am marveling at feeling no regret, loss, nor attachment regarding outcomes.