Lex Barrie


I was doing laundry this morning before heading off to work when it occurred to me that the washing machine sounds like a waterfall when it fills with water. Now, it is a much more violent waterfall that we are used to thinking about but to me it’s almost just the same. The water trickling and then running down in a soapy stream to the soppy clothes that lie below it. The clothes could be the rocks as the water hits the shore.

Yes, if you think about it, it’s actually quite a nice sound. Once it gets to the wash cycle though, you start to picture yourself it a raging storm trying to save your own skin. Not exactly the most amusing thing in the world but no matter.

The point is that if we take the simplest things in our lives and picture them to be beautiful, then nothing would be called ugly or unpleasant. We would all just be happy with what we have. Like me. I have my soapy waterfalls to listen to.

What about you?

There are probably many other things in our houses that sound nice. Like the covers of your bed being crinkled and moved around by your legs. That sort of remind me of sleeping at my cottage, the constant movement of the sheets and the occasional moments when you sit up wondering what the sound you just heard was only to realize that it was you. Yup, those are the good old days.

Or how about the smell of Febreze on the couches in the living room. I know they say that that stuff isn’t that strong but damn it is. Sometimes that stuff smells like a sweet summer breeze hanging in the air. Sometimes it’s actually pleasant and not brain-cell killing.

Each household has that pleasant smell, taste, feeling or sound that reminds us of our happy places. Sometimes it’s the simplest things that remind us of who we are and where we came from. Other times it’s the things that have been right under your nose all along.

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