Caged

Chapter 2,

Diary, dear!

How are you today? Yeah, let's break our laziness and get up to exchange our doings today thought. Its 9 pm now, so from now till one more hour I have to palette you, my doings...

You know dear, after a long time, since I crossed my adolescence, I got a chance today to splotch my favourite cupboard, which still today I stacked and piled up with wraps and textures, mostly I bought out if showoff and ego.

My old skirts, cosy scarfs ... all felt out of place among these egos. I took them out all, have them a nice pat on them, kissed with scratched soul ... Finally arranged them in colours and needs.

My cosy cupboard went through a makeover, a makeover of long lost love and care, it deserved...

Oh diary dear, I think this physical and virtual lockdown somewhere is mellowing me, into my old form, where I chose loose pony's over coloured stripes and flares...

I am enjoying...

My dressing table and makeup mirror are staring at me from the corner of their eyes.. tomorrow is sure a day for them.....

Ok, dear, I will come tomorrow again to share, and somewhere with down my guilt of turning into a mechanical devil.