I empty out the ruined Tea leaves, and start over. Some days are like that. When the multi-tasking becomes too greedy, when I get disturbed by turbid news, or when I am sitting with unrelenting cyclic, mixed-up feelings of pain and joy, it’s Tea who responds.
Starting over with Tea
Starting over with Tea
Starting over with Tea
I empty out the ruined Tea leaves, and start over. Some days are like that. When the multi-tasking becomes too greedy, when I get disturbed by turbid news, or when I am sitting with unrelenting cyclic, mixed-up feelings of pain and joy, it’s Tea who responds.