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Just a few moments ago I did my routine in reverse. The much more modern, much more basic version of a geisha undoing herself at the end of a day.
I let my hair down and removed my sweater and tanktop in front of the mirror. I watched myself turn a tee shirt right side out, sniff it, and slip it on. I smudged off my lip gloss, my blush, undid my necklace, laid it down on the mantle and tied my hair up in a messy bun.
And with a deep breath out I released all my anticipation, and felt a mixture of relief and disappointment wash over me. I tried to wipe off a bit more make up before I threw the tissue away.
what's going on.