dear laundry experience:

what are you trying to teach me? what is the lesson? i know there's a lesson...

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only 4 shows and 2 long flights remain. everything i have in tow reeks of cigarettes (FUCK INDOOR SMOKING) and i wanted something clean and comfortable to wear for the journey home. by some miracle, the hotel we're in has FREE laundry on the 4th floor! i was ecstatic.

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back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...i have visited the laundry room 7 times over a 9 hour period.

my laundry is still not done.

all my whites have been dyed a faded purple-ish dirt color.
in all my years of doing laundry, i have never once put the red sock in with the white load...

this was one of the extremely rare nights i could have actually gotten 8 hours of sleep.
i got 5 and a half.

IT IS NOW IN THE DRYER - which feels like an incredible triumph.
after an hour, it is still very wet.
van call is in 1 hour and 20 minutes.

i imagine everything will shrink to toddler size as well - you know, for good measure.

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WHY??????
what are you trying to teach me?
what is the lesson?
i know there's a lesson...