Dryer sheets… 7.17.17

It occurs to me, sitting here, en route to downtown… as the aisle is lined with standing standing commuters, backpacks, satchels, purses; holding on for dear life. That dryer sheets are a beautiful thing. We stand, sir, lean so close together… and early in the morning; that there are a lot of strange smells. 

I am quite lucky that, this morning, I am jammed between two people who have used dryer sheets… no strange smells. Thank goodness. 

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