Spotless
29. 5. 2015 // Friðgeir Einarsson // Kategorie Randnotizen 2015
About once a month I come across my neighbour’s laundry in the communal washroom on the groundfloor. Looking at 28 identical white shirts, 28 identical white T-shirts, 4 identical black trousers and 56 identical dark blue sport socks on the washing lines, I wonder when the point will come in my life where I won’t feel like making decisions anymore. I probably still would have to do my laundry.