I hate the dryness of the laundry from the dryer. Therefore, I always hang the laundry at an angle on the drying rack and fold the laundry while enjoying the stiffness. When you roll up dry laundry on the drying rack, it's good to be absent-minded and fall into this and that thoughts. While folding the laundry today, I suddenly think that I am a really boring and dry person. I bought five more T-shirts in the same color, in the same shape, and four more in different colors. I bought six identical pairs of shorts that are exceptionally comfortable to wear at home, and I have seven pairs of identical shapes with only different colors. When I go to the mall, choose clothes, and ask my daughter what she thinks, the answer comes back that there are at least three clothes in my mother's closet. It's not that I don't, but my dress room hanger has a lot of identical cardigans, blouses, and pants. And I make my favorite side dishes in a row. Summer is not fully ripe yet, so when perilla leaves are soft, they are small as a habit and make steamed perilla leaves by picking them from children's leaves. Sometimes it's a little less spicy for my mom, and sometimes it's hot for my daughter. Although it may not be fun, I think it is very good to wear similar clothes, side dishes that I always like, and the comfort that life is my life.