As I sit here, drinking my morning chai, before heading out, a few thoughts came to mind.
I distinctly remember having more than three mugs in this apartment. I wonder what happened to all of them?
We have a ton of traveler mugs that keep your stuff warm for hours, but these don’t really do me any good since my car’s cupholders are horrendously small.
Why is it that whenever I need a mug, I can always find them in the dishwasher, waiting to be washed? I guess there’s something to be said for consistency.
I like chai, a lot, but I drink it without any sweetener. What happens if I blended it with a normal heavy-duty plain black tea? Perhaps I’ll try that tomorrow.
That is all.
