This is third day in a row that I’ve come home and near-immediately made a full pot of jasmine tea. I enjoy knowing that as soon as I finish the usual read mail / un-pack / put-on-basketball-shorts* routine that I’ve got tea waiting for me.
Also putting some thought into places that change over the span of a week or so at the same time daily. Like a city square where 11AM on a Monday it could be filled with a office workers having lunch, 11AM Tuesday it’s the beginning of a festival, and on Saturday at 11AM it’s vacant.
* Have you ever tried to program or have much fun in anything but basketball shorts? You’ll agree that it is less fun than it can be.
