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hawkwing_lbI used to dislike it.
But this afternoon, I'm drinking a lovely plain black tea from Sri Lanka, contemplating the mist outside the window, and almost happily staring at my notes.
Strange how things change. Before I found my way into Palais des Thés on Wicklow St. (or is it Georges St? Who ever remembers these things?) I would never have imagined finding tea pleasurable.
Now, it helps me work through the afternoon.
But this afternoon, I'm drinking a lovely plain black tea from Sri Lanka, contemplating the mist outside the window, and almost happily staring at my notes.
Strange how things change. Before I found my way into Palais des Thés on Wicklow St. (or is it Georges St? Who ever remembers these things?) I would never have imagined finding tea pleasurable.
Now, it helps me work through the afternoon.
