April 20th, 2008

Laundry

In theory, I can accept the idea that it will never be done.

But in practice? In practice, I spend the mud season throwing in “just one more load.” I cling to the false hope that if I spend my every waking moment washing, drying, folding, and putting away, it might one day be enough. I might one day — for just one shining moment — be done.

It never is. I never am. I never learn.

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