I’m being a child.
Appreciating the small routines in life.
Last Sunday I decided to re-arrange my wardrobe.
Usually I just chuck all my briefs and socks in a small basket,
Couldn’t be bothered to fold them neatly.
(After all, I'm using them daily, why care?)
I did the opposite instead, last Sunday.
It felt quite pleasant to see things being put neatly.