Since I spent most of the night (and the night isn’t over, since I’m typing this at 3 am) curled in the fetal position, I figured I could use something calming and soothing.
I didn’t want any traces of caffeine at all, and I didn’t think I could stomach another round of chamomile, so in this goes.
All I know is that it’s getting staler tasting and weirder tasting, and the only redeeming value of this guy is that minty aftertaste. Which tastes stale now. Which is sort of the antithesis of mint, but whatever.
This has not been the best of days in a string of just plain sucky days, so I guess it’s appropriate that the tea has been mediocre as well.