At some point in the Aging/Accumulation process, I lost my capacity to recollect previous days’ events.
As such questions like: “How was your weekend/vacation/winter,” are real stumpers.
Which meant that emptying my laundry basket this morning at the end of a long week served as a surprise, revealing as it did, what I had already forgotten.
Oh right! I drove to the ocean & back.
Oh right! I led a YogaDance Event.
What was even more surprising, given our longstanding antagonism, was the role Laundry played in boosting my spirits on this dreary Monday morning.
Two Owls Calling 