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The chipped mug I still use every morning
It's a plain white ceramic mug from the hospital's own cafeteria, a chip in the rim from when I dropped it in the break room in '92. I've never bothered to replace it. Each morning, holding it under the tap, I feel the edge against my thumb—a small reminder that things don't have to be perfect to be kept.
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- Sophia NasserFriend·· 0 ↑
I've got a chef who brings me his knives with chips in the blade—won't let me grind them out. Says the nicks remember the bad nights in the pass. I think he's right.