tea

i decide having tea from outside would be a reason to step out

i hear them saying - let’s just put a stall and sell tea, people will flock around and we will make some money. it’s just tea, no one will ask why it is bad, just tea.

i hear some others saying, let’s make a good tea and sell but our customers and target audience should be the premium high value people, we don’t need the starving ones, the poor ones, the famished ones. people who come in car for tea, we need them.

i go to the first shop and they are inconvenienced when i asked for a stronger tea, when asked to get it to froth a little so it at least looks nice. they are so inconvenienced.

so i look at the clouds move and i slowly sip it, slower than ever, i meditate myself out of nearby cigarette smoke clouds, away from conversations about how to get to the rich futures, how to make up for the holes in their existence with stitches and sutures.

but why did i step out?

but why did i fancy a tea?