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?!