I am home alone again, R has to go to school again. No, it is not a Sunday school. He has to go because of the exhibition exam, again.
I am sitting at The Desk. Which is actually a dining table. Next to me are a bottle water R bought for me (so that I remember to drink plain water, not only coffee, throughout the day), textbooks for work, and empty yoghurt container. I am nervous about making the words appear, so I try to calm myself down by putting on my current favourite eau-de-cologne and red lipstick.
I think a nice scent and red lipstick on you will help sort out any mess. Now I wonder if they help to make words appear.
But now that I have had three paragraphs and am typing a new one, it is apparent that they do help. Now I need something to help me with my short stories. My short-story blog is very lonely.
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