My husband and I have both had an anxiety-filled day today, for different reasons. Many of his days lately have been filled with the stresses of a demanding, but fulfilling, job. Today was much the same, only perhaps more trying than usual for him. Mine has had more to do with an upcoming visit with my doctor and the uncertainty that inevitably comes with it.
There’s something scary about knowing, something that restricts you in a way, even as it sets you where you need to be. Once the path is certain, there can be no straying anymore, no exploration or deviation. Just a straight and direct line to the right thing, the end goal, the journey’s purpose. It’s so much easier to be unaware. It’s like a great void that swallows you up in its vagueness. It’s comfortable, but also dangerous.
I’m sure this will be nothing. I’ve likely upset myself for no reason. I’ve always been one to worry, so of course I would jump to the worst of conclusions. But perhaps this is good, in a way. Perhaps this prepares me, should the knowing become too much. It feels good to speak freely here, whether I should or not. To let it all out into this space, to free my thoughts of it. Thank you for allowing me that relief.
I’ve had my fair share of herbals over the past few weeks, so I’ve been drinking my favorite black teas like they are the last on earth. It’s all I want, all I’ve been craving, and I’m giving in. This one in particular has become a fast favorite. The vanilla with the dark, black tea is just such a good combination for me. I added my usual honey and cream and it’s the perfect, decadent cup. I couldn’t ask for better right now.
Second Steep
8 ounces water + 200 degrees + 10 minutes
I had to try a second cup of this. The first was just too good and I know this makes a satisfying second cup. And it did.
Flavors: Vanilla
