it's weird, the rain.
i've realized that i really do like when it rains - not that i'd enjoy having it rain 24/7, i like the sunshine too, but there's something about a dark sky and a wet world that i enjoy. maybe it's days like today, when waking up in the morning to a dark room means wanting to sleep more - and, thankfully, being able to. of course, since it's spring break, i like the idea of sunny days filled with warm weather, but sometimes the rain is nice too. it also gives me an excuse to hole up in my room and 'get something done.'
the strangest thing about rainy days though is that they like to trick you. not twenty minutes ago, the sky was bright with the promise of sun -- now it's dark and miserable outside again. the weirdest thing is when there's sunshine, but the sky is still overcast and gloomy.
whatever, just thoughts.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
tea
i made myself a cup of tea.
when i drink tea, i rarely drink anything other than earl grey. because of my longing for a life in england, i suppose my love of the earl makes some sense. i made a cup with loose-leaf, and i leave the strainer in there until i drink it all -- i'm definitely not afraid of a little extra flavor. i don't take sugar either, only milk. that's another thing: i love pouring in the milk and watching it swirl around the cup like some sort of liquid dancer. i almost feel wrong to stir the two substances together, but i know they don't mind.
after it's all fixed, i don't drink it right away. i could say that it's because i want to enjoy the warmth in my hands, but it's actually because i'm not a fan of scalding the roof of my mouth. regardless, i take this time to really take it in. earl grey for me is almost like bacon -- tastes great, but smells even better. if i close my eyes and inhale, i almost feel like i'm in london again, although the thickness of the mug's lip in contrast to a traditional teacup often ruins my fantasy.
drinking tea makes me happy, one of those few things that can make me smile no matter how i actually feel.
it's sunday morning, and i feel great.
lalala~
when i drink tea, i rarely drink anything other than earl grey. because of my longing for a life in england, i suppose my love of the earl makes some sense. i made a cup with loose-leaf, and i leave the strainer in there until i drink it all -- i'm definitely not afraid of a little extra flavor. i don't take sugar either, only milk. that's another thing: i love pouring in the milk and watching it swirl around the cup like some sort of liquid dancer. i almost feel wrong to stir the two substances together, but i know they don't mind.
after it's all fixed, i don't drink it right away. i could say that it's because i want to enjoy the warmth in my hands, but it's actually because i'm not a fan of scalding the roof of my mouth. regardless, i take this time to really take it in. earl grey for me is almost like bacon -- tastes great, but smells even better. if i close my eyes and inhale, i almost feel like i'm in london again, although the thickness of the mug's lip in contrast to a traditional teacup often ruins my fantasy.
drinking tea makes me happy, one of those few things that can make me smile no matter how i actually feel.
it's sunday morning, and i feel great.
lalala~
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