My morning routine is fairly consistent these days: wake up, stumble to the bathroom, pee, wander to the kitchen, start the water for my tea, walk to where-ever I left my laptop, read twitter or close firefox tabs until the kettle sings, head back into the kitchen and dump four cups of water into my pyrex measuring cup with 2 teaspoons of tea, go back to my laptop, twitter or work for another ten minutes, meander back into the kitchen for my tea.
Yeah, there's a bit about that tea. It's always a variation of white tea both so that I minimize the caffeine intake and because I prefer the flavor. I'm not sure, though, that the morning ritual is more about the tea itself or the warm cup in my hands and the hot liquid going down my throat.
