ChapStick

Today I bought the second ChapStick of the season, as the first one lasted me less than a week if I remember well. I always lost them, either deep inside the pockets of a jacket, or are thrown in the washing machine with my jeans, or who knows, maybe some little dwarf fairy takes it just to give me a hard time.


My last ChapStick had peppermint flavor [my favorite], but when I stop at the gas station the only one available was the one in the picture. . .

Today, late in the afternoon, I was wondering if my dry lips are due to the cold weather or the lack of sweet kisses. . .