I had a vision of some old guy crawling through the sand, looking mighty thirsty. Only that old guy was me and he was looking for iced tea. And he came around a bend and there was a building marked store. He crawls inside and spots an isle marked "iced tea" and goes to the shelves. He finds nothing but sand. The shelves are bare. Slowly, he crawls back out of the store and out into the desert.
That's how I feel these days. They used to have jugs of iced tea and it was cool and refreshing. Now, there is none.