I am comforted by the warm cup of a tea in my hand. And my thoughts turn to a beverage that I used to unconsciously drink – wine. The weekend bottle of wine. An old habit of comfort that has taught me lots…
I am comforted by the warm cup of a tea in my hand. And my thoughts turn to a beverage that I used to unconsciously drink – wine. The weekend bottle of wine. An old habit of comfort that has taught me lots…