@sumera.base.eth
📷: dhobhi ghat in bangalore, india 📍
when i lived alone, on most days i felt too busy or tired to do basic household chores.
couldn't do the laundry, cook, clean, take care of my cats, make my bed, etc.
i moved back to my mom's house a couple of months ago with no work in hand, no responsibilities to worry about and debt that my parents cleared up.
i don't lift a finger at home and feel mild annoyance at the thought of even folding my clothes.
while i live this life, i looked at my gallery of photos and remembered this pleasant memory of me lurking in a dhobi ghat.
everything is done by hand with full energy and force.
water everywhere, the smell of detergent in the air and foam accumilated on stones they scrubbed the clothes on.
what a privilege it is to feel lazy and choose to skip doing the dishes.
what a privilege it is to always believe someone else will take care of your problems and clean up after you.
when you observe the outside, you find the flaws you have within you.
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