the pony express
During the summer, I've reached my meaningless goal of having 10 cups-of-tea before I reach 30. And I only started my first one at 26. Of those 10, only 2 passed the starting gate. So what's the big deal? Nothing. 10 is but a number. Would I set another goal of 20 COTs? Not really. I'm just playing along, whatever floats my way. I've realized that quality is more important than quantity. Currently, I'm just enjoying my quality time with one cup while I can.