tea anyone?

Though its kindda late for morning tea and rather too early for evening tea.

but yah.

tea is a cup of optimism

I like today.

I love how the rains makes everything all slippery and dark looking yet
the clouds that bring down the drop of water are these ethereal white.

could you smell them?
the pouring rain.
hmmm..


the map of my life would be...


graduate..
get a high paying job..
or atleast job that i could work my ass off till i retire..
by 35...
live by the beach...
or some far off abondoned secluded rural place..
have my own fruit garden..
have my own farm..
go fishing everyday..
pick flowers and arrange them on my dining table..
wake up with a ever goodlooking husband who is hopelessly romantic even when he's 75..
sit out as it rain and drink some fresh tea..
or rather...
grow old travelling...
then write a book


hrmmm...

pretty realistic heh?until i got to "retire by 35"?
i think i shall drink more tea..
optimism dies off quickly doesnt it.