Make honey chamomile tea in a bowl...
Say what?!
So... I don't have any mugs. Somehow, in my 26 years of living, I haven't managed to acquire a single mug. And my frugal self sees no reason to stock up now (besides the fact my overactive loving mother will probably purchase some for me if she ever sees this blog... which is quite unlikely)
As my favorite British man says, "You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me". That's C. S. Lewis by the way... not whom you might imagine to be a 26 year old girl's favorite British man. But he's the best!
Anyway, a bowl of tea is close enough to a boat of tea... which is close enough to throwing tea off boats... which was the beginning of my favorite American story. I don't know why I was so obsessed with the Revolutionary war... you'd think I was a bloodthirsty child or something. I really thought it was romantic. It must have been the way it was portrayed. Funny thing perception. I don't like war. I don't know how I feel about the "just war" debate. I tend to side with the Ghandi statement I posted Sunday. If I had to protect someone, I might fight... but if it was just me I'd rather kill than be killed. (Theoretically... there's no accounting for the survival instinct once it kicks in).
Where did that just come from?! Sorry complete derailment. I swear my mind never stops going. I really just wanted to write about the power of endorphins. I was having another tough evening. I mean really tough... shame, guilt, worthless complex and all. So I made myself run - because it's proven to help... and Wallah! I can write like a fiend about ridiculous topics and make you laugh... (maybe) and make me laugh (definitely). I feel purposeful, empowered, and content.
So, if you're having a bad day... take it from me. Exercise helps. I know it's not what you want to do. But it can truly improve your feelings and outlook on life. Also... have a boat of tea!
Laughingly yours,
Liz
#Whenlifegivesyoulemons, #C.S.Lewis #Endorphins
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