It’s been almost a month since Andy and I had our first bout of COVID, and we still have coughs and regular stretches of sheer exhaustion. If I so much as sit down briefly in our comfy green chair, and allow my head to go to the side, I will promptly fall asleep in a matter of minutes. I don’t dare to lie down on a bed unless I want to throw away the next ten hours. It has slowed everything down, but the start of this September is so hot and humid, it feels right to slow down.
The mornings have so far remained momentarily cool, allowing for a cup of matcha to jumpstart the day, and stave off immediate exhaustion when at the office. I haven’t had matcha since early spring, when this sort of heat and humidity was a welcome dream. Time changes everything.
