Every morning, I fill a big glass mug with ice.
Sometimes, I drink water.
Other times, I drink iced tea.
However, there’s days when I’m distracted or lazy, and I just let the mug full of ice sit.
The ice melts slowly, until there’s maybe a small iceberg on top of the water.
Or nothing at all.
So, I walk back to the kitchen, pour our the water, and fill the mug with ice again.
And then it’s five. Time to go home.
I pour the mug out again, wash it, and set it back on the shelf for tomorrow.