What is it about tea that calms people down?
I can't imagine a more peaceful image than sitting at home, reading a book sipping tea while it's snowing outside.
Which leads me to my next question: what is so enchanting about being nice and toasty on the inside, looking out onto a winter-scape?
Maybe it's the complete silence that I love about things like these; maybe they're just things generally accepted by society. Who cares?
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