Lost 12 Jul 2019
The tea pot on the picture had stopped to be the favorite of its owner. I saw it in the entrance hall of an apartment building, lost. No more the favorite.
Today, I can relate to this tea pot. I was told that my presence at a certain place was unwanted. For a good reason. It hurts of course.
Being honest it stirs up in me feelings of revenge. It is not even that I like to hurt the people involved. It is more the fear that in an unexpected moment unfriendly words may come out of my mouth. It is easy to hurt others. It is not nice to hurt others.
Lonely Tea Pot.