Core Dissolution

A fingertip pressed into the chipped teacup’s handle met not firm resistance, but a subtle give—the ceramic yielding under pressure like warm clay. The material redistributed rather than fractured, its coolness spreading across skin as it slowly reshaped itself. Holding the cup long enough revealed that value wasn't fixed within the glass, but accrued with each sustained touch and alteration of form. A quiet understanding settled: perhaps solidity is only a temporary arrangement, a story told by slow change.