Tea
There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.
Old maids sweeten their tea with scandal.
I like tea and yoga, but I don't do yoga.
Bread without flesh is a good diet, as on many botanical excursions I have proved. Tea also may easily be ignored. Just bread and water and delightful toil is all I need — not unreasonably much, yet one ought to be trained and tempered to enjoy life in these brave wilds in full independence of any particular kind of nourishment.
That's one thing people don't know about me — I eat in my sleep. I can't keep things in the house; I literally have in my refrigerator water, coconut water, orange juice, hemp milk and like, tea bags. And that's really it. Because I eat in my sleep.
Tea time is a chance to slow down, pull back and appreciate our surroundings.
If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee.
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