You're in a daze, hypnotized. Your eyes are glazed over, mind wandering, lost in thought.
Suddenly, your head shakes back and forth vigorously, your subconscious forcing you to snap out of your trance.
When you come to, you realize you're leaning against the doorframe, staring into the black abyss you call a closet.
Has it been 30 seconds? Or 30 minutes?
You're still in your house clothes.
The stretched out T-shirt and grey joggers you've been wearing all day aren't doing you any favors.
You should've been ready 10 minutes ago! If you take any longer, you'll definitely be late, and your friends are gonna give you a hard time again.
"Why do I NEVER know what to wear??" you ask yourself in a mix of irritation and disappointment.