The laundromat is where I catch up. I read my book or just sit in the sound bath of cycles. I’ll take a phone call or two with distant friends if the laundromat is packed or empty. Pictured here is an exceptional load of laundry from years back.
two women next to me on the train are having an insightful heart to heart. a guy behind me is clearly flirting with this girl and you can tell it’s mutual. we all have rich, rich inner lives :)
