On Wednesdays, I used to go to the small cafe in our local museum to drink a cup of tea and write a few lines in a notebook.
I had the habit of ordering fresh mint tea with honey. Letting the honey drip into the tea evoked not-so-deep-but-still-somewhat-philosophical thoughts.
Like how bitterness really needs sweetness, or how surprisingly slow something thick can flow, or how mindful it really is to look at, or what do you think?
In response to this week’s WordPress photo challenge: Liquid.