Today, I drank coffee from a mug that had a crack in it. At first, I thought I was just being careless with my coffee and that I was spilling coffee on my leg because I was moving the mug too quickly. So, I slowed down. Then, I thought that maybe I had been a sloppy pourer, and that the coffee puddles on the kitchen table appeared from coffee running down the side of the mug. So, I took a paper towel and wiped the outside of the mug. But coffee kept appearing in places where it shouldn't have been appearing. So, I examined the mug and found a hairline crack running down its side. When I saw the crack I exclaimed: "Geez-o-pete!"
I switched mugs and enjoyed the rest of my coffee. Then, I wrote this haiku:
There are many cracks-
like the thin crack in my mug-
in the life we live.
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