Questing

I can’t remember when my quest began.  It’s been years, really.

Some would say it’s become almost an obsession for me.  I dunno.  They might be right.

I thought I saw one once.  At the airport in Dallas.  Last month.  When I was hustling from one gate to the next to make my connecting flight.  I went back to look again and it was gone.

What am I searching for?

Well …

You promise not to laugh?

I’m looking for the perfect coffee cup.

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