[ WP ] The most mundane things done/written in the most dramatic way

It was *TIME*. Right now. The moment had finally arrived, and I was glad of it. I'd been waiting for this. 
 
 I stood, majestic, and I trode softly across my domain, the shag carpet keeping my feet warm and comfortable, safe from the harsh reality of hardwood flooring. Across the room, the immense clock ticked slowly, as if aware of the momentous occasion. In the distance, a child at play could be heard. 
 
 A drop of water caught on edge of the faucet shimmers invitingly, like a girl on stage hoping for tips as she promises seduction. I approach the faucet and ponder for a moment the question of magnitude. 
 
 Then, realizing that magnitude is of less importance than the simple action itself, I select the crystal. The quality of the vessel is clearly more suited to the occasion. 
 
 Then, as time slows, I engage the release, and pure liquid refreshment flows freely into the crystal, like the rays of the sun flowing over the landscape. As the liquid reaches the brim, my heart is filled with joy, and my pulse quickens just a little as I stopper the flow. 
 
 Then I raise the crystal to my lips, but do not imbibe. No, this moment must be savored. I inhale the aroma, and a moment of doubt crosses my mind. Is that the scent of chlorine? Or are there other scents there too? 
 
 Then I can bear it no more, and I drain the crystal in a long draught. And grimace. That was indeed the foul chemical that I smelled. Angered, I dash the crystal against the ground and hastily leave the room, off to search for more suitable refreshment. 
 
 
 
 
 
 

