I have long given up chocolate drinks and cocoa derivatives in the morning.
I got tired of the height of pleasure that it gave and it somehow lost its appeal. Each sip gives satisfaction. Even though that would be everybody else's ideal expectation for each sip, I have soon realized that it is not so in my case. I no longer submit to it so eagerly for more pleasure. Chocolates aren't spared from having a ceiling effect. I eventually got displeased with the sure-fire ecstasy that it offered.
This NEW RELATIONSHIP WITH TEAS is quite different. I do not have a similar excitement in preparing it the way my heart used to leap for joy at the thought of chococate. However, I have a different yearning for teas. The upside of teas is that I get to observe the color as the particles slip out of the bag and swirl around in my cup. Next thing I know, it all becomes tea-colored (obviously).
Among the perks of my tea is that I get to forget about it for a while and go on being so engrossed in doing more important activities. I am not crippled by the thought of its pleasure. When I feel the need for it, I get to pick up the cup. sip a little , get my tongue bitten by its bitterness then I’d be geared up for ten more minutes before hearing its non-ignorable siren call. The pleasure it gives is something different and with which my taste buds are not accustomed to. It gives the FEELING OF ALMOST-THERE PLEASURE. I soon realized that I keep on coming back for more. Eventually, I get to pick my cup up hoping to get another sip but to my SURPRISE, not a single drop is left of it.
Then, I get to pour some more warm water on my cup and have another round of tea to satisfy my relentless yearning… happy tea-ing. ;-)
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