It’s a miracle.
I was making my morning coffee and there he was.
In my cup, looking up at me.
I think he was smiling, I couldn’t really tell… no, he was definitely smiling so I must be doing something right.
(maybe I will go to heaven after all… although I bet the hot place is where all the cool kids go. Oh, wait that probably means those bloody hipsters will be there too. Crap, I want to go to heaven then)
I thought about preserving it for pilgrims to come and look at but then I forgot and I drank it.