2068 Tasting Notes
I don’t know how much I’m going to be posting lately. Over the weekend my boyfriend and I broke up. We’d been together for six years.
Its a no-fault break-up. We still love each other, we still love being with one another. But our lives do not seem to be going in the same direction, and we needed to go apart and think about the future.
It doesn’t feel real. I feel blank, and am having trouble eating.
I’m working on being super nice to myself. Thats where some of this tea comes in.
Nothing too bold or daring right now. I’m just going to have nice teas for a while.
I hope you don’t mind if I’m not writing too much right now. But I will be reading. This is such a nice place to be.
A pouch of this accompanied me to work today, where I am nominating it to be the next work tea.
It was really, really mild today, and, curiously, pink! I would not have guessed there was a black tea base in this, if I was blindfolded and given this.
In that case it will be a great work tea, though I do hope I can get my proportions right and release the peppermint goodness that I hope lurks within.
A moment of “ugh” this morning, when I had finished measuring out my leaf, and then knocked my tin off the table, spilling leaf all over the kitchen floor. Ugh.
I managed to get the tin with a serving or two left in it, but the stuff that hit the floor, well, no. No way I am drinkng floor tea. And at least I’d measured out my breakfast cup.
I like this, but I don’t love this, and I’m not even sure that I like it well enough to bring it back in the end.
But still, I didn’t want to spill it.
This is the latest blend I’ve brought to work, and I’ve been brewing up large mugs of the stuff, as I shuffle paperwork.
I think that this is too old. The flavors have faded to nearly nothing, so its a vaguely minty cup of hot water. Not an unpleasant vaguely minty cup of hot water, but still. Not quite tea.
Oh well, it will be finished soon!
I’m gonna leave my rating alone, though. Its not the tea’s fault that I let it get too old.
You know those mornings, where you are laying in bed, and its the most comfortable place in the world? Yeah, that was me today. It was so warm, so soft, so unbelievably snug, that it was physically painful to get out of it when my alarm ruined the dark and quiet.
But there is always tea! Tea! How I love tea in the mornings. Its a wonderful motivator.
So, today, with enough time to make a pot, I’ve settled on this. If anything could comfort me out of bed, this is it.