Some days tea is what gets me through the day.
When I wake up, knowing I have a mile-long list of things I have to do, I know that at least I can start the day off sitting in my quiet kitchen with a warm mug of tea.
When I'm sick and want my mom, I have my mug of tea, like a little piece of home, reminding me of all the time she and I spend drinking tea together.
When it's 3pm on a rainy day and the last thing in the world I want to do is sit through a 2 hour class, I grasp my trusty travel mug full of perfectly made tea (lots of sugar--but not too much) and feel like I can face anything (well, this class at least).
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