Like a crack in a glass, it starts small and discreet near the base where no one pays attention. It grows with time, it grows with weight.
Little by little, quiet and discreet. The weight of the water becomes unbearable, but the glass takes in some more.
The crack grows more ferocious and more evident, but the glass still holds the water, and everyone can still drink.
Until one day, one last drop falls in and it is heavier that all the glass has ever had to bear.
The glass cracks wide open and there is water everywhere.
Some, would blame the last drop. Others, would look deeper.
