Last time I wrote a journal, I was drinking coffee quite regularly. But now, with the realization that I have tea bags and the dining hall has hot water, sugar, and milk... I've been drinking almost all tea! And I like it much better.

Don't get me wrong. The coffee pot on my desk is still an active little guy, and he makes a lot of coffee. But whereas before I drank coffee in my room and in the dining hall, I now drink tea in the dining hall and, it seems, slightly less coffee in my room as a result.

Yay!

The tea makes me feel more at home.

I thought last night of sitting with someone on a bench at water front park, sipping a latte.

It made my heart stop.

I miss water.