The Laundromat

I realized today, thanks to this tweet, that my writing career began in the laundromat.

From the time I was six years-old, probably younger, I’d go to the laundromat with my mom every Sunday morning and study the people there. I can still name most of the regulars.

I remember so many of the details surrounding that laundromat, it’s actually frightening. I remember the things I used to do to pass the time, I remember the food we’d get from the coffee shop across the street, I remember smells, everything.

That reflex, and eventual skill, to absorb every aspect of my surroundings, was formed and honed there, and is without a doubt the foundation of everything I do now.

Thanks, @CrissyBoomBatz.