[ WP ] Write from the perspective of a non-linear consciousness

The glass breaks. The glass is blown. The glass is whole. It is emptied. It is filled. My hand reaches back from having tipped it over. It flies back up towards the table, whole. It reverses, falls, shatters again. I remove it from a box. Padded paper, inside and out. I sweep up the shards of broken glass. Remnants twinkle in the light. The light goes out. I turn the water on. The light turns on. I open the cupboard. I remove the glass. I place it on a shelf. I open the cupboard. There is a crash as the glass shatters on the floor. Liquid, splashed, flies backwards from my shoes. The glass is in my hand, under the sink. I close the cupboard. I'm at the store, buying a box of glassware.
