dirty laundry

i was feeling a bit depressed, so I did my laundry. now, apart from being depressed, my entire body is screaming bloody hell. do i regret doing my laundry? well, no. though it wasn't the usual way of cheering oneself, i've got to admit that it was pretty effective (except for the aching muscles). for a while there, it distracted me from thinking of the reason why i got a bit depressed (i was just PMSing. it was just PMS but f--k PMS, we'd have to wait another 2 months before we can try again). dirty laundry saved my day. coz now i don't feel down anymore.

i realized we all have dirty laundry. we can't just throw them away. we can send them to the laundromats and they'll do the cleaning for us. or we can do it ourselves. either way, we are bound to make sacrifices.

dirty laundry can be someone we love who'd wronged us. we can't just walk away from them. we can't throw them out of our lives that easily. we have to come clean. clear the air. talk it out. a little punching and slapping wouldn't hurt. we can ask other people to mediate or we can settle the issue ourselves.

dirty laundry can be something we did that's wrong. we'll always feel guilty. we'll feel bad about ourselves. if we've done something bad, it doesn't mean we'll have to let go of our good side. just like the dirty laundry, all we have to do is come clean. repent. and vow never to make the same mistake.

so there, i'll always remember to do my dirty laundry.