the past is haunting

i was laying in bed, it was quiet. then suddenly, there was a knock at the door. it was a silhouette I recognized. I wasn't sure if i wanted to open the door or not...I did. Once opened, the silhouette moved into my living room and we shared a cup of tea. the tea hadnt been brewed in nine years so it was a little foggy at first, but slowly it grew stronger and stronger. i know the tea is wonderful, but i dont recall exactly why i stopped drinking it so many years ago.