Sunny skies sleeps in the morning
He doesn't know when to rise
He closes his weary eyes upon the day
Look at him yawning
Throwing his morning hours away
Wish it were me... What am I doing up at 6:30? Already had breakfast, shower, dressed, drinking my second cup of Yorkshire Tea... must be jet lag.
Last night I drank some more of that Bigelow English Breakfast tea, and the more I drink it, the more I appreciate it. For a teabag tea from the supermarket, it's pretty damn good! I'm going to do a search and see if I can find it as a loose leaf tea. That should improve it a bit and really make it a top shelf drink!
Stitchawl