this is a love song for the loads and loads and loads of laundry.
no matter how much of a dumpster fire my heart or my head or my house or my calendar is, all the chaos seems to fade away the moment i fold the loads and loads and loads of laundry.
i love how i get to bring order to each small pile of clothing.
it gives me a sense of calm in this often chaotic life.
oh, how grateful i am for the loads and loads and loads of laundry, always needing to be washed and dried and folded.
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