Peace like laundry overflows

When I see laundry hanging up in my apartment, a wave of peace and calm washes over me—I can just look at that laundry hanging there and feel strangely as though my life is put together. This laundry induced peace has also created in me perhaps an excessive amount of laundry washing. Recently, I’ve been averaging one load a day. For now, it’s okay because I’m slowly unpacking and rediscovering my winter clothes; most of them smell like rice bags and are in need of a wash anyways.