As i type these few words, i am sat here drinking coffee out of a mug made with my own hands... and it tastes good. It's not a great mug, it's thick, it's heavy, it's a little wonky (and it's not even thrown!!) but it's MY mug... and that feels good. Just a shame i don't have a picture of it yet! I like it though because it marks a starting point and it's honest and it's humble and weirdly it makes me think... of all the things it could be.