stereotypical single woman

Things could be going better in my world. On the surface everything’s okay - I’m going to class, keeping my apartment clean, feeding the cats, bathing on a regular basis, etc…. But I’m not able to sleep at night. I’m worried about money and finding a job, because I send out at least one resume a day, but so far no one has I called me back for any sort of interview. I keep trying to remind myself that it’s really only been two weeks, sure it’s been two amazingly expensive weeks (I had to not only pay tuition, rent, student loans, credit cards, but the next 6 months of my car insurance as well), but it’s only been two weeks. I’m also a little lonely. I’m not barricading myself in my apartment. In fact I’m out all the time, taking pictures and exploring. But I miss a lot of people. And to top off everything else, when I am able to get to sleep, the stupid “ex-boyfriends having sex with prettier and more flexible women in front of me” nightmares are back, and now it’s not just sex (as if that wasn’t enough to shred my heart) but they’re also engaging in other PDAs in front of me. I then wake up crying. I thought that moving away would help me to get over all of this, but it’s just a long and painful process that it’s still kicking my ass on a daily basis.

So right now any little thing to put a smile on my face helps. And a few weeks ago I found some flowering tea, which looked cool, so I bought some. What is that you ask? Let me show you.

It starts out in a little hand-sewn bud that you put in the bottom of your mug. (please ignore the spotted glass and shoddy photography)

And then after you add hot water it becomes this.

Isn’t that cool? And to top it off, the tea is actually good! And that makes me happy, and right now it’s the little things that are helping me get through the day.