One of the most stressful parts of my day is walking back to my desk from the breakroom with a cup of coffee in my hand. For some reason, I am never able to make it without spilling, even if I concentrate my entire mind and body to not spill it. I just look at the liquid level, helpless to do anything about it as it slowly swishes closer and closer to the rim with every step I take. It’s not uncommon for it to burn me several times.
3 years ago
February 12, 2009
