“If you don’t have time to strain your tea twice, you shouldn’t start at all.”

He spoke slowly, methodically, as if his words were part of the straining process. I was sitting in a tea-tasting class in O’ways Teacafe (go there). As he spoke, I felt a lump in my throat – the kind of lump that comes with conviction. I had been living life too fast. After recently getting back from a month-long adventure overseas, I somehow hadn’t found the time to reflect, look through photos or even remember why I went in the first place. Life has a way of carrying on like that. Continue reading →