The situation was complicated. Someone I knew and had supported had gone slightly (read: a lot) crazy and I was angry. Hurt, confused, and angry. He was an artist and I had purchased a couple things from his website's merchandise, so on the day I decided that enough was enough, I marched out to the greenbelt behind our house, with a trademarked coffee mug in hand. I let myself out of the backyard through the gate, carefully took aim at a nearby tree, and hurled it as hard as I could.
And then ducked. That coffee mug bounced RIGHT off of the tree and nearly took out my head!!
Not to be deterred, I ran after the cup, picked it up, and threw it at another tree. And ducked again. What the heck was this cup made of? Steel?? I followed its path rolling across the dirt, picked it up again, threw it, and darted out of its return path. Eight trees later, I was laughing at myself. How hard could it be to smash a coffee mug?
The mug didn't fare as well once I got out the sledge hammer. It didn't really fix anything, but it made me feel better... at least for awhile.
Sometimes you just have to smash things and let the emotions out.
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