Folding Clothes
Folding clothes
Seems like such a simple thing, doesn't it?
Time consuming but necessary
and everyone does it just a little differently.
A T shirt folded lenghtwise then in half
then half again or in threes.
No, fold in half across the chest
then half again tucking in the sleeves.
What does it matter,
someone's preference, that's all.
We all wear the same, don't we?
But even that may differ
some generations wear them inside out.
Are we really that different?
Folding clothes and living life
are like choosing socks
either way, in the end
They fit.
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