some thoughts with a sip of tea

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i walked outside, cup of tea in my hand. without hesitating i reached for the door handle to close it behind me. it was pitch black out here and i needed some time for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. when i could finally make out the shapes of the garden; a small tree to the left, a bigger one to the right and more little bushes just next to me i started walking. my destination was a little bench at the far end of the garden. i had placed some cushions and a blanket on it earlier, knowing i would be out here, again. i sat down, carefully placing the warm mug next to me. i then wrapped the blanket around me, trying to get a little warmer. it was early november and the nights got chilly. my thin top and shorts i put on to sleep didn't help either. i reached for the cup and took a sip. mmm peppermint tea with a little bit of sugar, my favourite. finally, the hot mug warming my hands, i did what i came for.

i looked up, mesmerised once again by the pure beauty of the stars. they were everywhere, dotting the sky in an endless pattern. some were shining brightly, giving my surroundings a silvery glow, some seemed so much farther.

i always wondered what life out there was like. there had to be more than stone and gas, there was no other way. at least that's what i clung onto. imagining to live on the only viable planet was such a scary thought as it came with so much responsibility. we clearly haven't found any other place to live so why were we so keen on destroying this one? how stupid can one be to destroy the one planet that gave us so much in the past? but we just keep on taking and taking.
when will we finally realise that our way of living simply doesn't work? probably when it's too late.
lol.

i took another sip of my tea and let out a small sound of pleasure. i absolutely love this tea.
i wrapped the blanket a bit closer around my shivering body. why do i never think of taking a hoodie with me outside?

i looked up at the stars. they say that most of them are already dead and it's just their light we can still see. this kind of seems sad. but then again isn't that just how we are. we might die one day, but the memories we've created are what keeps us alive. our bodies are dead but our light keeps on. and yeah one day we will be forgotten, just like the star will suddenly stop to shine.
i finished my delicious tea and set the cup next to me. now totally out of any external warmth i was seriously shivering. after one last glance to the stars i made my way back inside. passing the big tree on my left i opened the door and entered into the warmth of my house.