Finished the sample this evening. A tea best had for special occasion, of which there was none today but it was something instinctually plucked from the crock so I obliged the whim. The name of the tea is fitting for a week such as this, though. I had many last thoughts threading through my little circus peanut.
It started last Wednesday, when I called out from work due to debilitating depression from a big menstrual hormone swing. Shit got dark real quick as soon as I woke up that morning. Last Thoughts.
Sunday was the day of my Yia-yia’s passing 5 years ago. Last Thoughts.
A rough week at work, in which emotion overtook me several days ago and I lost my shit on a manager, who thankfully let me air my grievances with no repercussion. I was ready to walk out. Last Thoughts.
I got a call from my aunt on Wednesday that Kiki was taken by her employer to the emergency room. Heart attack? Mini strokes? Last Thoughts. Turns out Kiki is okay. Nothing shown on CT scan or MRI. She’s just Kiki being Kiki, a bit of a fireball, una diabla traviesa.
Wish I could’ve afforded a cake the year it was pressed. Good tea. Mellowed me right out. Healing.
Maybe one day I’ll listen to Bob Dylan’s Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie. Fuggit. I absorbed it right after I typed that. Healing. Thanks, white2tea <3
Flavors: Apricot, Camphor, Clean, Cotton Candy, Fig, Flowers, Herbs, Incense, Leather, Plum, Smooth, Spices, Sweet, Thick, Wet Moss, Wet Rocks, White Grapes, Wood
Thanks for sharing your tea journey :)
Yes, that’s a very interesting read! As for this tea, I still have one session worth of tea in my sample left, I might have it on Dec 31 to couple with some last thoughts on 2020.
Hear, hear! That’s a good idea. Hopefully my friend who I shared this with last year around this time will be here for New Years Eve.