This winter break was . . . A thing. A whole thing. Not a fun thing, either. Like an overly complicated thing that no matter how you try to fix it, it’s just going to continue to make your life difficult, but you can’t throw it away, because it is required, for some reason.
It has been one thing after another.
Of course 2026 is going to have to deal with the run-off from 2024; time doesn’t break into clean chapters like we humans want to perceive it.
The word for this year is Kintsugi. It’s a form of object repair and Japanese philosophy. Sort of related to “consider the possibilities of an honest mess.”
It’s possible to fix a broken cup so that it will still function as a cup. But you may want to be wary about how you continue to use said cup. Will it be as strong as before? Will it handle hot liquids? Does it leak? Is it now hand wash only? Can it only hold pens and pencils, or will it function as a drinking cup still?
Things are messy, right now. I’ve tried to repair the cup, but it isn’t nearly as useful as it was before. Things are slipping through the cracks, and I’m not even trying to put the cup on a saucer to catch the drips.
Someone else can clean up the spills. I can’t carry it all anymore.
But I worry what will happen when my cup stops cat hing other’s spills.
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