My journal of big words and pretty pictures
As a child, I would go with my mother to the laundromat, helping her sort the dark clothes from the light. Once we loaded the washing machines with dirty jeans and T-shirts, she would pull over a chair for me, and I would watch the suds spinning in the commercial-sized washers. Mesmerized by the swirling … Continue reading Rinse, repeat
It's come down to this - the highlight of my week is watching the wash cycle on the industrial machines at the laundromat. The sketchy guy from 3C is constantly in the laundry at my apartment building, and the Super can't do anything, because technically Sketchy Guy isn't doing anything wrong. I can't do my … Continue reading Out for a spin
Thin spiral notebook 