More Empty

Nearly two years ago, while working at Coffee with Einstein in Lincoln, IL, I decided to purchase this mug. That summer, fall, and winter was filled with mingled joy and anticipatory emptiness. I had overstayed my welcome in the town of Lincoln and my soul was working its way out.

You see, the conditions were perfect for this purchase. The very personality of my life consisted of regularly working well into eight weeks without pay, moving from an apartment and into the Kurka's home, galavanting across town and hating the Hilfiger daughter on MTV's Rich Girls with my neighborhood friends Nikki and Danielle, saying farewell to Nathan Hall - a partner in crime - as he headed to Southern Illinois, continually dodging the bullet with a gentleman friend who was anxiously pursuing me without good skills, immersing my sorrows into a new infactuation of coffee and sarcastic antecdotes, giving away countless muffins and refills to my regulars (thanks for helping me close shop!), artistically cartooning the events of Einsteins and Kingsley upon a 2x6 counter of wood, and attending a sophomore level class with Kirk. There were plenty of things to keep me occupied. My heart and mind wrestled with a desire to stay and the urge to leave. It really was a unique six months and I would not trade it for anything.


Except I want to take you back to the mug.

It clearly, and quite humorously pokes fun at the Eeyore's of our day. I am quite the optimist, although a demented one, and I love drinking from this glass. Mostly because it is clear.

Today I realized something. This glass is not half empty where the line is marked - because who actually fills their drinks to the utmost rim? No one...especially not a pessimist. Technically, the line should be lowered; thus requiring one to observe that there is less beverage in his mug than he'd anticipated. So, it is with this newly discovered information that I shall further crush the spirits of the negative, this glass should be less than half-empty.