and then i broke the french press, just when i was washing the glass and thinking how long it has lasted, and it was the good old kind, not the thin glass they give you now, and r. said at least you're not cut, you don't have to cry, it's not the end of the world, and i know it's just a vessel, vessels will break, even strong ones, but my back is in trouble and it feels like the end of the world.