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Here's a bit of my writing - some 'bored at work' musing. Now - back to my Playstation lol!!!

There is a new world evolving in the bottom of my coffee cup. I have been watching it
for a week now. It is dry, arid. Lifeless. The cracked plane of dried coffee crystals is
coated with an oil slick. A chocolate coloured snowflake spreading outwards and upwards.
Each day I look at it, and then put it back on the universe of my desk. It seems as though
it belongs there, a china and acrylic paint star in orbit around the white-lit Flatron sun.

If I drowned the coffee cup world, tried to erase it from existence, it would
eventually release itself from its porcelain crust. It would not dissolve; it would float to
the surface, still a perfect flat disc. I allay the thoughts of ruin. I allow the world
another day. Tomorrow I will look at it again. Contemplate its future. Return it to its
universe next to the spent pen satellites and the single-serve milk-portion asteroid belt.

I am here but I am not here. Mostly I am not here. My body is here, I am an expert at
multi-tasking. My brain and body types, carries, sorts, files and collates. My heart and
soul explores, creates, wonders and longs