Milk, no sugar.

"It's been a long day," said me every afternoon for the past 5 years, and I'll probably say it for the rest of my life. I'm just so busy, not necessarily proactive, but constantly doing something or listing things that I have to do. At the end of it all, my brain is a McDonald's burger and my body a packet of fries. And so, I do what I do every time I feel a breakdown approaching.
I make myself a cuppa tea.
Not just any tea, it has to be Earl Grey or Vanilla Rooibos. And a rusk on the side (they have seeds... technically they're healthy, right?) And I sit. And I ponder. And I write and dream and think about him, or the dishes in the sink that need a wash, or the fact that today was actually beautiful but I spent the hours stressing over the hours as they passed.

This is why I'm here. To sip my tea and discover 3 things that were beautiful today, or 3 things I should have done, shouldn't have ignored. Basically, to analyse how much attention I paid to the leaves underfoot and the girl that smiled at me over the counter. It's all about adjusting my perspective and forcing myself to see the world, not just look.

Now, I'm going to make myself a cuppa tea with the little milk I have left, and try to reflect on what made today splendid, so that tomorrow I'll bask in it with the abandonment of a tea bag in hot water.

Welcome to the teapot factory.

Monday, 18 April 2016

Day 5

What a gorgeous day to end the week with. Nutella, chicken and baby lambs. I can't be more grateful.

1. NUTELLA. NUTELLA. NUTELLA. How much better can a sunday night be than spending it with your boyfriend/best friend, watching episodes of Tom and Jerry and eating Nutella out of the jar... it can't get better. It really can't.

2. He cooked for me, for the first time. I usually do the cooking, and making of tea and coffee (his is a watery puddle, but mine is creamy and delicate - obviously) but tonight he made us chicken and veggies in the air fryer - and it was scrumptious! Finally, I've found the meal he will cook for me forever more. Here's to personal chefs!

3. My aunt's sheep gave birth to triplets! I haven't seen them yet, but I can just imagine how adorable they must be. Three little lambs, all soft and warm like a summer's night. I cannot wait to hold them and love them, how awesome is birth? New life? And we say we don't believe in magic.

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