I took a 3-day weekend. Work has really been getting under my skin lately. Patience is very thin. Without divulging, I will say I am severely disappointed in the company’s lack of leadership and of principle in an era when both are so sorely needed. Thank glob it rained for a moment today. Wash away the bullshit.
According to mechanic friend, this humid-aged Yiwu sheng smells like an old leather BDSM hood, the kind with a slit for the mouth. One cup of this tea also miraculously got rid of the crook in his neck. Mhm. I think he likes it. It is certainly a solid tea that I would drink the hell out of if I had a cake. Worthy of a spin of dank D&B with headphones. Dance, derk, dance!
mrmopar, eternal gratitude.
Album pairing: Matrix — Sleepwalk
Edit: while drinking and listening to this record, something in my turntable picked up the air traffic control frequency from the airport nearby. I can hear pilot chatter through my headphones in the quieter moments.
Flavors: Baked Bread, Bitter, Black Pepper, Camphor, Caramel, Drying, Forest Floor, Herbs, Leather, Mineral, Peat, Petrichor, Smoke, Smooth, Spicy, Violet, Wet Wood