My building has this spontaneous thing where people leave books they don't want any more in the laundry room. I adore that every time I do laundry, I get a couple of decent novels. Recycling, communal spirit, and incidental pleasure, as well as having clean clothes. Marvellous.
And a lesson in going with the flow: on Friday, buying ice cream for shabbat, the supermarket didn't have any Dublin Mudslide, so I went for the Chunky Monkey, and only noticed at the checkout that I'd actually picked up Fossil Fuel by accident - thought about leaving the line to change it, but didn't, and am glad now, because it is very nice, although the chocolate dinosaurs don't look much like dinosaurs bc they are so small.
Sometimes it's the little things.
And a lesson in going with the flow: on Friday, buying ice cream for shabbat, the supermarket didn't have any Dublin Mudslide, so I went for the Chunky Monkey, and only noticed at the checkout that I'd actually picked up Fossil Fuel by accident - thought about leaving the line to change it, but didn't, and am glad now, because it is very nice, although the chocolate dinosaurs don't look much like dinosaurs bc they are so small.
Sometimes it's the little things.
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