sometimes you feel sad because you feel like you damaged a prized thing, and there's nothing you can do but go on and keep going, doing the best you can with what's left Sometimes theres even a sense of relief when a thing gets broken Maybe you knew it would, and now the suspense is over. maybe sometimes some things need to be broken. but still. The moment when you see what the thing left looks like, broken, and you can still remember what it looked like untouched by the inevitability of gravity, feels, for a while at least, as if it has changed everything, and its pathos eats at your liver even when you're doing something fun.. as if you ruined everything.