It's time to select classes for the fall semester, which means it is also time for my bi-annual identity crisis. Who am I? What do I want to do with my life?
All of these questions would be much more distressing if I was not drinking my catmint tea- it is slightly intoxicating and tinges my thoughts with a blissful, happy sort of feeling. I am no longer paralyzed by thought. I can slow down and smile long enough to accomplish what I need to. My homework seems to be getting itself done. I turn around and the yard has de-weeded itself, all the plants are watered, and the seedlings are transplanted and thriving.
Without the tea I'm a mess. Barely hanging on, as it were.
Thank god or whoever for these little beautiful, comforting things.
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tea? LOL... here I thought you were going to get down and dirty. :)
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