Pretty much every afternoon I go in the kitchen and start the process of brewing a cup of tea. I do so love the ritual. I choose a mug, heat the water, add the tea bag, and steep away. I do this in spite of the fact that I'm already all jittery after multiple cups of tea throughout the day. I stroll to the kitchen a little later, totally looking forward to that first warm sip, and when I go to get said tea I realize that I imagined the entire thing, and then I'm grateful for being such a dumb blond.
Good to know my hair is looking out for my best interest.
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