I love...
...the smell of clean laundry. It's like my version of catnip. After hanging my laundry to dry and the fresh smell begins to permeate my house, I prance around like I've been given a hallucinogen.
I heart you, clean laundry. I wish I had someone to wash laundry every day so I would (1) always smell the loveliness and (2) never have to do my own laundry.
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