It wasn’t the image I was trying to create but one that created me. For, I started the day with my cup at the top of the rim and before 2 PM there was barely a drop to look at. Individuals kept chipping at me as if I was an ice sculpture, but I only cracked and turned into one A**hole. I lashed out at Y-O-U as if you were the screen and I was the projector. They unleased this A**hole in me one I never knew existed until I looked at my own cracked mirror.