

It has become a ritual. I do not need to purchase, or have purchased for me, a $2.39 wax paper cup of tea almost everyday, but I do. It is not only about the tea, which I love and enjoy, it is about the process. I like the noise, but not all the time because I sometimes wear earphones to listen to great music and focus, but most of the time. I like the sense of community. I love collecting the "A's" and giving them away. Especially when Ethan and Emily are around (fragment). I can always collect more and it is fun to do so. Through this "process," I have met beautiful people, had wonderful meetings and created works of art. I have been floating on clouds lately and there are many, specific, reasons for this. My head seems clear, unless I mangle it with unnecessary fogginess. Maybe that happens often and maybe I am in denial. I was so excited to write this blog. I thought about it all morning. I had a perfect delivery and by the time I sat to write it, my crazy mind erased the idea. Now we are left with this mess. I apologize. But not really, because you don't have to read it.

Tea always starts my day and usually, I have my tea steeped by Alterra. I love them. All of them.

See? No, wait...

See? Lots of tea. ...But it is not as fun. I don't always have to, but I usually do.


Sometimes I like the noise so much I forget to put my earphones back in to concentrate.
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