No matter how I try to ignore, my eyes adjust themselves to fix on invisible specks of dust flecked on shiny black surfaces.
I throw caution to the wind, disinfectants on the floor and start vacuuming, mopping, dusting with the zealousness of a hundred steroid pumped warriors set on avenging their country..only I'm hell bent on banishing unseen dirt from corners of my house, just like I did yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before the day before, and so on and so forth/back
Only today, I went a little further and devoted much too much time to shining each bit of reflective surface in the house.
Glass window panes, mirrors, crockery, you name it.
It was exhasuting to say the least.
As a punishment, my breakfast was pushed to brunch time, and I sulked through a pool of sweat collected on my person.
Ah, but the house is shinier than an explosion in crystal factory and I tucked into my food with the enthusiasm of a tapeworm.
While catching up on Aquarius..my tv series guilty pleasure of the moment.
Talking of tv series, I didn't watch Preacher after the 8th episode.
Just felt like they've been too late on picking up their threads, the plot is a bit convoluted, scattered, and the Preacher in question is nothing like the comic.
Downloading the 9th episode and let's hope for the best.
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