The Tea That Went Cold

Dear Friend,

Okay so… I did it again.

I made myself a cup of tea, got all cozy, sat down with my journal, and then completely forgot about it. By the time I remembered, the tea was cold. Again. ☕️

I swear this happens way more often than I’d like to admit. I get distracted by one tiny thought, then another, and before I know it, the tea has gone cold and I’m just sitting there staring at nothing like a little weirdo.

It’s such a small thing, but it makes me wonder how often I do this with other parts of my life too. I set something nice up for myself — a quiet moment, a little treat, some peace — and then I get so lost in my own head that I completely miss it.

I don’t think it’s because I don’t want the nice things. I think it’s because my brain is really good at convincing me that whatever thought I’m having right now is more important than actually enjoying the moment I created.

It’s kind of rude, honestly.

I’m trying to get better at noticing when I do this. Not in a “I need to fix myself” kind of way, but more like… “Hey Ellie, your tea is getting cold again. Maybe come back here for a second.”

It’s such a tiny, silly thing. But I think sometimes the smallest habits tell us the most about how we treat ourselves.

Anyway, I reheated the tea. For now. We’ll see how long it stays warm this time. 😅

If your tea (or coffee, or whatever you like) has gone cold lately too, I hope you’re being gentle with yourself about it. Some days our brains are just extra loud. Doesn’t mean we’re doing anything wrong.

Until next time,
Ellie