FOLDING LAUNDRY
Last night I was doing the laundry. Inexplicably, it’s the folding that always seems to hold me up, so I usually put it off . I was sitting on the floor watching television and going through the repetitive motions of rolling socks, squaring up napkins, and unsuccessfully attempting to fold a fitted sheet (don’t judge). While working, I was viewing terrible things happening on the news: scenes of people caught in natural catastrophes around the world, footage of countries being torn apart by violence and political strife. It was horrible to watch and left me feeling helpless: What can one person do? So I just sat there and folded laundry. As I did, I realized how lucky I was to be doing this mundane thing that a few minutes ago I…