boil your kettle (because you’re not a heathen) and commit to an act of service so simple and so loving that warms you from the inside out. make someone you love a cup of tea. make it just the way they like it, make it just because you can, just because you care.
i know it’s a very irish thing to say. but you know, i am irish and i like a nice cup of tea in the morning. even better when it’s made by someone u love and all
I usually just make myself drip coffee or a single cup of tea during the week but I’ve got a little time so why not make a whole tea service just for me
if you have the capacity to be gentle; to yourself, to your friends, to your lover, to animals, to children, to strangers, do it. patience and love. everyone else experiencing their first time living as well. drink tea, put honey and milk in it. slow down.
nothing wrong with crying or having an emotional response to live music, but maybe some us learn to cry quietly not sob? soft suggestion, i’m empathetic but also distracted by the violent outburst of tears in the mosh pit
