The Taste of Peace

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Yellow, then orange flashed before her eyes as she gulped down the citrus based tea. In her mind, the small simple actions of pleasure in her day to day life seemed to take away all the mountainous stress that honed around her. Her family, work and expectations to lead a successful life always seemed to only increase as each day ran by. Although being the type of person to go with the flow, she took the small joys in life to carry her through the critical periods of the day.

This is the way that Ms Teala would enlighten herself with a cup of tea. You see Ms Teala was a tea fanatic. She loved it. In the morning, then the afternoon and before she went to work in the hospital for her night shift. During her afternoon tea session, she would watch the sky paint itself with pinks, yellows which would then mix into purples and its last destination of navy blue. She would smell the radiating scent of croissants and coffee tinted with chocolate in the air of the café that was located just under her. Just as a mellow breeze was going to blow by her, her activities of relaxation were halted by the sound of the door slamming furiously.

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