I found today's coffee cup on my desk.  It had all these interesting rings left in the cup.  Apparently, each time I'd taken a drink and then not another for a while it made a ring.  Like rings on a cut tree trunk.  I photographed the cup.  I then went for a run and while I ran I formed this concept.  I imagined someone who has lost a lover.  Now this person has no Sunday morning (any morning) partner.  When he/she drinks their coffee there is no shared conversation or feeling of connectedness.  At the bottom there is only sadness.

YIKES! I think I may be a depressive!!   It could have been worse I guess, could've been a shot glass. Someone make a happy ending for these 2 will ya?!