While in Blackfoot, Idaho
do something rad and retro.
(cute, or what?)
I visited the most darling place.
The Laundromat.
And the art Carly and my clothing created.
Laundromats are great, they are perfectly warm and filled with the smell of newly-dried laundry.
I just loved sitting on the wooden bench, studying my heart away and hearing the hum of those cute machines. My mama put it best-it feels great at the Laundromat because things are getting done, but you can't rush it.
You have to wait and take time for yourself-to get other things done you never seem to have time for or do a few things you love doing.
Really, why rush?
