pearls

i drained my cup of the milky tea, and left at the bottom were several pearls of tapioca. i moved my hand to throw the cup away, and something made me hesitate. i hate to be wasteful.

i thought about it some more. staring at the pearls i was about to discard, i wondered, how many relationships have i so discarded? have i similarly underestimated the value of friends and family members? have i missed out on precious opportunities with coworkers, acquaintances, suitors?

the pearls were overly soft and unpleasant to begin with, so i tossed them without regret. as for the other thoughts, the most i can do is be more careful, kind, and loving from this moment on.

so. that's that.