Five loads of laundry in the morning. We’re back living at our old apartment now so this means driving it to the laudromat that is here on the compound. Decided to go wild and use dryer sheets, which I don’t normally remember–static cling isn’t really at the top of ones clothing woes when the average humidity hovers around 80%. Got a little over zealous as I went down the line of dryers, and accidentally put a dryer sheet in with some one else’s clothing. Then had an odd paranoid hallucination where the unknown owner of the laundry was desperately allergic to all things fragranced, and broke out in hives upon donning her clothes.