Folding

For me, there's something soothing about folding laundry, especially still-warm laundry.

I stand, swaying from basket to stacks; clean shirts and socks and pajamas.  Eyes half shut, my whole focus is on the tactile.  Piles of warm, soap-scented cotton grow in front of me.

This is peace.
Plaid Plaid
31-35, F
May 16, 2012