Drying machine woes again

You know. I’ve protested before about using laundromats. Glad they exist, but not thrilled about needing them. It’s so nice living in a home with a good washer and dryer. Something a lot of people take for granted and most of the world doesn’t enjoy.

So I truly am thankful to have the ability, because I’ve visited places where the river was used as the only shower and washing machine and I had to partake.

But one doesn’t even grasp how subtle the relationship is between our appliances and us. We get to know exactly how much ground coffee to water ratio each coffee maker takes. We know how much is too much load in the dryer. We learn exactly how long the dishwasher does take. We know how to click the remote the way it likes it (that finicky thing). We generally all have this symbiosis with our abode and it’s accoutrements.

And yet so many people live in the street, in cars, in crappy apartments they can barely afford, in shanties and huts, or wherever they can squat.

This world is such a juxtaposition of such extremes it seems unfathomable really. Because one can feel that underlying all this, there is enough. We have so much knowledge and so much bounty on this planet. Don’t we all intuitively understand with the will and intelligence of all mankind combined with the resources of the world we could provide the most base needs and alleviate the inhumane treatment of our own kind?

I mean I realize when I say this that it sounds ridiculous to everyone, even born optimist. But I don’t see another way to survive, let alone thrive. Haven’t we seen enough inhumane chaos?

I laugh because what else is there to do. I’m not trying to lead a revolution. I’m trying to have the hope and belief that an awakening is happening.

Maybe? I mean truly I don’t know if it’s even completely possible. In a world of extremes can any kind of utopia ever truly exist?

But we are much more probable to sustain working cohabitation together if there is to be any hope at all. I think?

So yes, it’s probably hopeless. But I’d still like to hold out that hope. I really would.

But also….you know what I’m thinking.

Segue to completely different topic here.

None of any of this truly matters. We put so much emphasis on what happens to us here in this life, when we need to focus more on who we let ourselves become, because that is the only true test in this life.

I mean sure things have consequences that make or break us, but the good and bad and all in between is just all part of the game of your life. Right? And it will end and billions upon billions will come after as billions upon billions have come before. Because I don’t believe we know correct history from the beginning of this earth. And I believe we have many many more sentient beings with us in this vast realm or universe.

So truly, none of this matters. For myself I’ve learned that what matters to me is trying to reach back into my soul and connect to Divinity. That’s really important to me. And to be accountable to myself in really doing that.

I attribute this to what helped me break free from toxic relationships in my life. And it’s what gives me the most peace of mind.

So I can truly try to be happy here. Knowing it’s all just a fabulous illusion we are all just playing into; together.

And we all know everything is fleeting. Look how quickly, in the blink of an eye things can change. It’s why I don’t see the need for drama in this world.

Can’t we all decide to be happy. And what makes the soul the happiest is doing the “right” thing. Which is truly and completely subjective to oneself. And that is the most miraculous and scary and fun part of it.

Choose wisely. I guess. Is what we all must learn. Eventually it all gets paid for, one way or another. I’m just glad it’s not my job to keep tabs. 🤷🏽‍♀️

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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