remember #1

We both stare at the cup of Japanese green tea and the two grains of brown rice floating at the side of the cup.

I say, can I have one please?

You say, look that's you and this is me.

You blow the grains of rice apart.

We frown at each other.

You continue puffing into the cup, as the two grains make their arc around the tea cup and back to each other.

We look at each other, smile and say, yay.

You pass me the cup and I slurp my grain of rice out of your tea.

And you do the same to your grain of rice, before you down the entire cup.

Now I drink tea alone. The good news is, all the grains of rice are mine.

Still I ask, when will we make our arc around the globe back together again?