Morning. Tea. Peace.
The peacefulness of early mornings.
Is it strange to yearn for a quiet time even after a night of sleep? Just me, a warm cup, something to read and silence? Maybe it’s the lure of a calm start to the day. Maybe it’s the luxury of starting slow. Maybe it’s the guilty pleasure of alone time with a cup of tea. (Yes, Yes and Yes.) Whatever the reason, it’s worth cherishing.



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