Before the black tea, my daily go to was my jasmine green tea. A couple of mornings ago as I was about to make a cup, I thought it would be clever to blend the green and the black teas for a new taste. It was not until the next day that I realized I did not know the taste of my new blend. I tried again, but having developed a habit of drinking my tea while I surf or work on my computer, my cup got drained without much thought. Day three brought the realization that my oblivion had been repeated. Thus for my third attempt, I drunk away from the computer. I sat at the window, staring out into the morning. Watching people wrapped up in several layers, hooded, and marching to work or some other places. I drunk my tea with much attention to my taste buds. The bergamot was still prominent, but so was the jasmine. Neither overpowered the other. It felt ingenious that I could taste both the green tea separately from the black tea, and both of them together. It was delightful. Now I have something that is milder in taste than just the black tea but stronger than the green tea.
How many times have I done so many things at once that I am never fully aware of any one of them? Very often. These days it seems the only time I am not multitasking is when I am sleeping. But even before I drift off, I am often working on a mental to do list for the next day.
January is gone and my only way of recollection is by reading my journal. I do not really remember much of January. I am not sure what I did this month. All I know is that there was January and every day I created something to distract me. This unawareness of things, letting time go and being semi-blind, semi-deaf, drifting with fixed thoughts on the anticipation of future dates and the success of the projects I work on is harmful. I do not want to wake up and find 2015 over and not able to recall what I did with it or what it did with me. For this reason, I am going to work harder on having better presence and not jumping from bed to work and from work into bed. I want to taste my tea. Examine its flavors, look out and read the sky and remember it.
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Jane