You are my substance of choice. I’ve decided it’s time to finally come out and tell you the sincere and absolute truth.
People have so many different vices. For some of us, the rush of constant accomplishment that accompanies the video game is our drug of choice. For others, it’s the complex character (berries, oak, nuts, leather?) of an elderly red wine, or the roast of a cup of hot, black coffee. For some, release is found in warping the mundanity of the world into something a little more fanciful.
But you, tea.
You are the one I have chosen above all others. If you had a finger, I would put a tarnished, antique, second-hand ring on it, purchased from a kindly old man in suspenders. (more…)