Ugh. I made what I think is a regrettable decision, as in I sent an email to a friend whom I’d wronged several years ago. I was hoping to apologize, the apology of the no strings attached variety i.e. I made it clear that they weren’t at all obligated to respond or acknowledge receipt or anything, but that I wanted them to know that the fact that I’d hurt them still saddens and haunts me, but that there is obviously no justification. Now I feel foolish and wish I hadn’t reached out like that. Oh well, what’s done is done.
All this to say that when I need to be gentle on myself, I usually reach for a floral tea. Typically this would be the rose violet calendula, but I’m hording that, so this one had to be it. And I liked it better than I did previously, although i think that’s entirely because I was sort of in the mood for it. I still don’t think I’ll be reordering this one, but I don’t think I’ll feel overly burdened to eventually finish the tin. Besides, I’m happy to share. It still had that slightly throat-scratching quality to it—perhaps that’s a soapiness? or maybe it’s because it’s strictly a rose tea and not a floral combination—but something about it just feels a bit too…cloying? i don’t even know. There isn’t a word (that I can think of) to describe how it feels. Maybe it’ll come eventually.
But whatever. I have an awesome jar with infuser!!