I ran out of facial cleanser.

It’s one of those fancy Innisfree amino acid cleansing foams that I bought for special while in South Korea (pictured). It came in a set of two for the low price of I-don’t-remember. It looks like an oversized toothpaste.

When I first opened it, taking a tiny swig the size of my pinky tip, I thought: “I’m never going to run out of this.”

And here I am, two months or so afterwards, struggling so hard to squeeze the last bits out.

‘Never’ had arrived and little did I know, it was just about two months away.

This too shall pass.