Monday, 31 March 2014

Tea Time is holy to me


To me, it doesn't matter if tea is black, green, white or red, sweetened, unsweetened, with lemon, milk, or whatever. The very action of pouring a cup of tea is sacred to me, silly as that sounds, and I approach it with reverence and take comfort in it as a ritualistic soothing of the soul.

My tea habits are not very varied though, I prefer it strong and black, with two sugars and a generous pour of milk.

I'm so philosophical suddenly! I guess it came after I spent two hours finishing off my essay on the death penalty. Hahaha. My eyes are burning and my head is achy, so right now I could really do with another cup of tea.

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