I don't know who you are but I think we should be friends.

Do you ever just sit alone on a spinning leather computer chair, having just watched Glee on demand, looking wistfully at an empty mug of tea thinking to yourself, "If only that mug were full life would be better now?"

Maybe if I had a bigger mug I could fill it up more and it would last longer? Though surely the tea would be cold by now. I think I'd rather have no tea than cold tea.

Although seeing the tea there, despite it's questionable taste, may offer hope of brighter times to come. Maybe it would encourage me to create new tea, hotter this time, and to drink it quicker to fully appreciate the taste at its prime?

But if I drank it quicker it would go away again, and I'd be left as the situation is now.

Wanting tea.

Knowing I've had tea.

Knowing that tea is now gone.

There are metaphors in this, somewhere. I know this because I put them there. However the more I use the word "tea" the more I think I just want a cup.

Forget metaphors. Put the kettle on.