I made you because I wanted to. Now. Minimal prep, plan, intention. All about me. Nothing came easy, because you were not prepared properly. You have a leak, your sides are long ugly smears. Your top is grossly jagged. Uneven all over. pathetically thin in a couple of places. But you will live for as long as you can. You are not sentenced back to the bucket. I will leave you unfired, no protective coat. I won't trim you up and try and make you look any better than you are. You look fragile so I hope people will be careful. Enjoy your life, imperfect vessel.