Mediocre Man pets the empty carpet space thinking of his beloved lost dog and cat. Meanwhile Frantic Boy rips a large tree from the ground and hurls it into a mountain, crushing the mountain and causing catastrophic damage. I guess that's life.

A cup of coffee is a warm thing. It has some steam that steams from the inside stuff. The inside stuff is coffee. On the outside is a ceramic mug. That mug is white with a handle. That handle sometimes falls off on other mugs, but not this mug. This mug and this coffee are good.

This moment is good. Pause time for a while.
Relive and observe and preserve.
This moment is bad. Cold pricks in my skin.
Worry and regret and forget.
This moment is textured. Its perfectly flawed.
Its short and forever. Its never and ever.