on tea and other small pleasures
There's something oddly like release in that moment half-way through your final exams when you are desperately trying to ward off a fever through a combination of modern medicine, copious amounts of tea, and plain telling your body to please hold it together for ten more days and then you can go to pieces; that moment when you look down at your seventh cup of tea, before lunch, and you say to yourself, "You know, I think I'll just read fanfic today."