“Serenitea”
A treasured day off. After two weeks of recalibrating
to the office routine, I have a day to myself … and I’ve given myself
permission to indulge. The Ocean Room is warmed up, I have Nicole’s new story
to read, and yesterday I bought nine handrolled balls of peach momotaro—a
blooming tea that tastes of fresh peach and cost a king’s ransom. Never let it
be said that I don’t know how to care for myself; I don’t always do it, but
when I’m drained and need Ru time, I make it count. As Cal Leandros has said,
“Desperate times call for criminally overpriced tea.” A fortnight of work
following vacation probably doesn’t classify as “desperate times” (not by Cal’s
estimation, anyway); however, my batteries need charging in a big way. That’s
close enough for me.
I have brewed a pot of China gold, Nic’s story awaits,
and I have the rest of the morning in which to enjoy both. Perhaps this
afternoon, I’ll take the Canon on a photographic flânerie, then flake on
the couch and listen to a vintage Alan Parsons album from start to finish. Tales
of Mystery and Imagination seems to fit the mood. Now that I’m done with
Shade, my mind is turning toward another project, but there’s no pressure. Not
today. Today is all about the moment and being in it … one drop at a time.
This post makes me so happy. That tea is BEAUTIFUL.
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