When I'm cold or frazzled,
feeling a hint of a cold coming on,
or just plain want a moment to center myself
tea always hits the spot.
The two drawers beneath the spoons and forks
are filled with tea cans with an assortment
of teas for every mood.
My bookshelves are lined with books for every mood.
Memoirs, cookbooks, coaching theory, psychology,
novels, gardening, poetry, family-law related tomes,
books about writing (I've finally graduated
to actually writing, instead of just reading about writing.
books that my friends have published,
books featuring the works of my favorite artists,
how-to books explaining art techniques that interest me,
photography exemplars and technical info galore.
I'm usually reading more than one book at a time
or, if not actually moving between books,
have a pile of unread or partially read books
close to me, just in case I wrap something up.
In case you haven't guessed,
my emergency kit contains a stash of books
along with food and water.
Being without something to read
IS an emergency in my book.
I'm weird that way.