Maybe you’re not meant to be living a quiet, country life. Maybe you’re not meant for the vibey place with all the sceney coachy people. Maybe you’re not meant for the super alternative town with the super alternative schools full of super green libs.
Hmmmmmm good, like a fresh, frothy beverage.
Feels like something fabulous is stirring Peta.
Thank you for this ❤️
Yummmmm. Dandy latte with a bit of couverture chocolate inside for me today Xxx
I love your writing. It always challenges me to look deeper. I thought this post may resonate with you:
The Poetry of Laundry.
https://open.substack.com/pub/stephaniemendeloff/p/the-poetry-of-laundry?r=4weop&utm_medium=ios&utm_campaign=post
“You can put down your questions about the point or the bottom line or where this is all leading.
You can cut a squash in silence
No podcasts
Just the satisfying crack when it splits
Satisfaction.
Delight.
All the noise and all the empty space!
…
The poetry of laundry is that it’s never done.
There is no arrival
Every time I shower I do it knowing I’ll get dirty again
Not even an empty house stays clean.”
Delicious!! Thank you for sharing. Ps. I absolutely love doing the laundry. Folding towels is so therapeutic for me xx
Lol! Yes, the symmetry of a pristinely folded towel - it’s art!
Thank you, feeling this hard (tuning in from Los Angeles 😉).