metaphors be with you

You know how you're drinking a cool glass of ice lemon tea under the shade on a seasonably warm and sunny day, and you're taking little sips, and it tastes really really good, really really refreshing? Its just sweet enough and the lemon gives it that extra zest. There are plenty left in the glass, and the ice cubes tinkle merrily as you place it back on the table. You know you're going to love picking it up for that next sip and you are subconsciously treasuring the next encounter. And yet, suddenly and without warning, your left hand - for lack of a better word - flails up involuntarily and, in a flash, knocks over the glass of ice lemon tea.

As you watch the lovely refreshing liquid seep into the white tablecloth leaving nothing left to savor, you think to yourself: yes, metaphorically AND literally, this is my life. How apt.

Like Britney Federline once sang: Oops I did it again.