Waking up slowly
i started folding the laundry while it's still warm from the dryer, and somehow that turned the most boring chore into the softest part of my evening
Waking up slowly
Waking up slowly
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I started folding the laundry while it's still warm from the dryer, and somehow that turned the most boring chore into the softest part of my evening.
Warm from the dryer changes everything. It's the same task and it feels like a completely different one.
It stopped being something I owed someone. It became a thing I do with my hands while the evening settles.
Now it's the softest ten minutes of the night. Warm cotton, no rush, nothing else asking for me.
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