Joy of burnt pancakes

Have you ever cried while reading a book? 

Have you used those already following tears as a reason to cry for another subconsciously hidden pain?

The first tear rolled down when you read that your favorite character has died. 

The second tear in disbelief. 

Third, while thinking how stone-hearted must one be, for the writer must've slept in peace after writing the ruins of your day. 

Fourth, we bring ourselves to hate the world. 

Fifth, Realisation. It's the fictional world after all 

Sixth, the little argument you had with your friends and family. 

Seventh, gushing out the built-up grief you feel for the loss of your loved one. 

Eighth, the accumulation of stress, bottled-up emotions, unheard screams, and courage to catch a glimpse of what life has in store.

Ninth, how those pancakes that were supposed to bring bliss but, got burnt while you were busy reading. 

Tenth, the death of your favorite character and to make it worse those burnt pancakes.