The merest thought of nightly skincare routine shudders me tonight.
I can't imaging putting anything wet and cold on my face, slapping different layers of hydrating skin and following up with moisturisers and oils.
No, it can't be.
Today nothing shall be as it should be, or rather must be. Plopped in a sofa corner I have near melted in with the fabric and don't ask me to do anything.
I don't know what motivated me to prepare dinner, but whatever it was, its now gone and I fond myself deflating with every minute.
Arghh!!
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