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All the places I’ll never go

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Skip every other shot, no matter how alluring.

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I will freely admit that I am a digital packrat. It’s not something that I’m proud of, though neither is it something that I’m ashamed of. That’s not to say that it’s value neutral — I certainly have feelings about it, most of which are tied to the importance of words (99% of what I keep are words, though there are a few A/V things that will touch a nerve for me) — just that there’s no particular judgement involved.

The one thing I do keep around like a packrat, however, is tea. I’m a huge fan of pu’er, oolong, black (or “red”) tea, and even if I don’t I don’t drink it every day, it’s always a large part of my life in terms of seeing it, smelling it, simply being near it. There was a brief period where I thought I might get into collecting teaware, but eventually, I settled down into a few pieces that I use often and then a bunch I wound up with and never use. You can see a few above.

a friend asked maddy: why do you drink tea?
maddy said: i like it. it's tasty, it makes me feel good.
the friend said: well, that's dumb.