I didn’t post this for likes… I posted it because my socks remember how tea leaves whisper to the walls. The cat’s not watching TikTok — she’s watching steam curl off porcelain like a sigh that lasted since 2019. Beauty isn’t viral here — it’s in the 3am silence between folds. If you’re reading this… you were there too. (And yes — your laundry has more soul than your algorithm.)