As the image met my eyes, I couldn't look away. I did everything in my power to replace every icon on every website I've ever registered on with the greatest imagery humanity has ever managed to produce.
I wanted to write a proper story to do the picture justice, but I knew I was too drunk to write it. I was too drunk to let that bother me by this point, so I guess this hastily-written five star review would have to do for the time being.
The problem with wanting something is the fear of losing it, or never getting it. For me, that wasn't an issue here. The picture was permanently engraved into the internet, I couldn't lose it now. For all intents and purposes, life had officially given me everything I sought to extract from it. For that one moment, in that one glass, I was... happy. Then, it was back to the chaos I was cursed to suffer in the throes of undeath.
This image, this moment, it'll always be with me. The gift I never deserved. The one I thought I'd never get. And now, in spite of all, the one I would never get rid of.
It was another victory for gross incompetence.