After a sleep-deprived day and a half nursing shift at my parents’ farm (and lemme tell ya, when you get me as your nurse you’re scraping the bottom of the barrel!) I probably couldn’t have told you whether I was drinking coffee grounds or sawdust.
Bless either Dad or my sister, one of them thought to stick a fresh box of Twinings on top of the microwave. Bucked me up, settled my stomach, and kept me upright most of the day today.
Sometimes the tea you need the most isn’t the fanciest.