#BlogLife865 - Guilty, I have a confession..

*Looks at you with Bambi innocent eyes, trying to soften you up*

Didn't work huh? Not even a lil bit?

Alright, I tried my best to keep using the Clean and Clear and Fixderma beaded face washes but they kept suffocating my skin, causing breakouts and leaving residue on my face.

I caved, binned them and bought the Simple 150ml £2.50 face wash from Iceland instead.

It's not my favourite, I don't feel it does anything below the surface but I was desperate and the other reason is, the washes are clogging up the drains.

I keep having to put hot water and washing up liquid down it, as it's draining slowly.

That cemented it. Hurrah no beads, it's just clear, thickish, faint almost a grapey scent, it's nice.

And my skin finally feels refreshed and lighter. It doesn't wash off easily but next time I'll probably just use less of it.

My face is quite smooth, I probably wouldn't use a moisturiser afterwards, although I tend to put mine on prior as you know, because I have combination dry and oily skin.

It needs to breathe and be as empty as possible, without layers of anything.

I don't mind makeup when I go out but indoors, it's nothingness, just moisturiser in the morning and night sometimes.

Ahh I finally got some sleep on Saturday night, I did wake a few times but there was large chunks of sleep so I feel refreshed.

On Friday night there was none, so all day I was a zombie. Last night in between one of the random wake ups..

This fresh original themed story popped up. I desperately wanted to write it down but I was too drained to move or open my eyes.

It actually has a mature theme but I don't know if I could write that bit.

There was maybe one chapter's worth of material. I should not focus on a new story when other's remain open.

It was exciting for me to have a new idea come to life. It's not blog material, I don't even think I would put it on wattpad.

If I was more comfy and knew how to do it seamlessly, I might even consider dictating it onto a file and uploading it somewhere.

It flowed in my head, that was rare, all the conversations seemed natural, that's the hardest bit for me.

I'm not sure about the title but the rest of it seemed interesting, maybe it won't hurt to see if I can write it as a draft, see if there's anything there, while it's fresh.

I don't even know if I can remember the details and it's a Bank Holiday weekend, I'm supposed to be relaxing..

I have made a start on it, it's in my drafts, plus I registered with the website that I would probably upload it too.

That's progress, maybe I'll connect with new writers who struggle too?