I actually sat down to write characters. It is the one thing I know I need to do but could never bring myself to do on my own. So I was writing each phrase/character about 20x each when suddenly the coffee cup on the side table exploded.
No seriously, I was just sitting at the opposite side of the room and it just.. well, nothing touched it... my best guess is because it had been dirty for a while and the coffee cracking that perhaps it cracked the cup. It was sitting right on the edge of the table so maybe it cracked, lost it's balance, fell, and smashed to smithereens. It took another coffee mug down with it but thankfully that one survived. The other didn't.
I screamed.
I was all alone in the dorm just writing my characters, minding my own business when I heard something move and then crack! smash! And then the other cup fell down with it! Pieces of ceramic all over the floor. I really couldn't help myself.
And that was my experience of doing what I should be doing. Getting scared out of my wits and having a mess to clean.
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