well maybe not dissatisfaction but more a sorrow, or regret. by this point there's still some left in your cup so when you go to top up and it just trickles droplets out... there's a deep sadness that consumes me. i'm consumed by a deep sadness. this sadness is a void that swallows me whole.
but i must drink the rest of the wine in the cup, and each sip i am fully conscious of the cessation of wine.
i,m in a lot of pain