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         All around the world, people drink tea. But tea does not mean the same thing to everyone.

          In different countries people have very different ideas about drinking tea. In China, for example, tea is always served when people get together. The Chinese drink it at any time of the day at home or in teahouse. They prefer their tea plain with nothing else in it.

          Tea is very important in Japan. The Japanese have a special way of serving tea call a tea ceremony. It is very old and full of meaning. Everything must be done in a special way in the ceremony. There is even a special room for it in Japanese homes.

          Another tea-drinking country is England, the late afternoon is called " teatime ". Almost everyone has a cup of tea then. The English usually make tea in a teapot and drink it with cream and sugar. They also eat cakes, cookies and little sandwiches at teatime.

          In the United States people drink tea mostly for breakfast or after meals. Americans usually use tea bags to make their tea. Tea bags are faster and easier than making tea in teapots. In summer, many Americans drink " iced tea ". Sometimes they drink " iced tea " from cans, like soda.

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Your body is based on cycles. Not only does your body regulate itself on a daily clock, but there are hundreds of different cycles that control your energy levels and emotional state. Rhythmic working means placing your most important work when you are most likely to be in a peak state.

Where is your peak state? Chances are you already have a feel for when you work best. Rhythmic working means experimenting with different time slots to see which fits.

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Just remember to give any work-time experiments at least two weeks to adapt. Some energy will be lost simply in adjusting to a new schedule. But you may find that after two weeks of early morning work that it becomes your most successful. Be patient, but don’t be afraid to experiment.
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