i don’t know what i’m doing. i made 3 pots of tea today and i let them all get cold before i could finish them.
we are painting the living room ‘honey cream’ and ‘cherry red’ with a ‘chocolate’ colored trim. i was too busy to drink them properly. i should have used my timolino.
i read in bed and then painted for almost 10 hours straight.
then suddenly i felt very sad. (probably due to exhaustion)
is it possible to own a tea for every mood?
what am i searching for when i continue to buy more tea. and organize it. and taste it. and smell it. and buy the cups. and saucers. and teapots. to hold. and feel. and admire. in colors. and sizes. and textures and weights.
(i have more teas than i can possibly drink in a year, and i still search for more)