It was now almost an hour. His tea was getting cold. Not that he minded it though, the whole experience. He was pretty happy about, it was one of those things that would make him always want to do things like this. He felt like the first hour after a coffee. Inspired.
He felt like it was doubly successful he learned two things. One was that the whole leaving his house was fine, and another he liked Jasmine tea. There were many moments like this in his life lately. It was like coming out of the water for the first time in a while.
He looked around now, and people kept doing what they were doing. He wanted to write in the steam of the window. Like a smiley face or something.
He liked also how the flavor changed overtime. He usually just downed his morning coffee. He really was just using instant, so it didn't matter the taste. But this was nice, not like there was a ton of flavors, but he liked the bitterness, it dried his mouth out. The guy had told him to take the tea out, but he didn't wanted to see what would happen.
An experiment, this whole day had been an experiment he thought. He liked that.
He felt like it was doubly successful he learned two things. One was that the whole leaving his house was fine, and another he liked Jasmine tea. There were many moments like this in his life lately. It was like coming out of the water for the first time in a while.
He looked around now, and people kept doing what they were doing. He wanted to write in the steam of the window. Like a smiley face or something.
He liked also how the flavor changed overtime. He usually just downed his morning coffee. He really was just using instant, so it didn't matter the taste. But this was nice, not like there was a ton of flavors, but he liked the bitterness, it dried his mouth out. The guy had told him to take the tea out, but he didn't wanted to see what would happen.
An experiment, this whole day had been an experiment he thought. He liked that.