.088 day 73

at my favorite spa laundromat again. 

(read why here)

the colors in here, both, excite and calm me all in one. toots thinks it's her personal playground. i think it's my personal spa. either way, it's the perfect way to convince myself i'm not doing chores at all.

today, she went around closing open machine doors and turning handles upwards, while i sat in a massage chair (an entire fifteen minutes + 3 since toots slide an extra dollar in there) day-dreaming of strong hands smoothing out tight places.  

i spoke to one of the owners. a brown skinned scorpio man with a peaceful voice and peaceful spirit. his eyes had vigor. his energy, refreshing. i smiled as he lit  up describing the vision and purpose of their venture. i saw it all, as he spoke, and the detail of this space, the positive vibes that radiates air and bounces off walls, that causes strangers to become friends the short time that they're there, made perfect sense. this is their child, a reflection of their combined beings, and it shows in beautifully settle ways. 

thus, i'm not surprised that, for the second time, my capture here rests largely on toots. an abstract play date: my child and their child get along rather well.  and anyone who knows me, knows all too well how color excites me. her eyes, those colors. i melt.

.076 day 63

"we will build highly successful laundromats in under-served communities which allow us to reinvest in and uplift the communities we serve"

 the laundry cafe. 

a spa of laundromats. an unexpected oasis. owned by two brown men who look much like my father, my brother. my lover. a concierge greets each guest at the door, scooping large bags of clothes out of trunks and backseats, while pleasantly acting as tour guide for first time washers. adorned with wood paneled stations and black marble surfaces, it's filled with chrome washing machines, leather massage chairs and a small cafe to greet you when you enter. flat screens hang from walls, while computer stations line them. as i wash, i sit at one of the tall, stylish tables in the carpeted lounge area, surrounded by 'grab toy' machines and mini arcades, for both, children and adults, alike. the pale green walls hug me. fashioned with a large flat screen television at it's center, for adults, and a smaller one to the side streaming kiddie movies and shows for children, it's a peaceful place to be while one tends to a seemingly mundane chore. 

of all the random ish i shot in here, this one is my favorite. toots had no idea we were doing housework and i am sure she thought our blanket washing outing was orchestrated solely for her enjoyment. i like this place. so much so, i silently wished i had more dirty clothes, just so i didn't have to leave so soon...