Keep Stirring

On a fine day,
I get up, lazily
get my cup of tea and sit quietly, gazing at that distant nothing.
I take a sip, only to realize that someone hasn't been enough kind to add the sugar.
Too lazy to get up I struggle through that cup, thinking what might be the day like for which the start is such.
As I approached to the end of the liquid, I notice those undissolved sugar crystals, but then its too late. I am already done spoiling my day..myself.

Keep stirring