The Surprisingly Deep Thoughts I Have While Doing the Dishes




The Surprisingly Deep Thoughts I Have While Doing the Dishes


The “Aha!” Moment by the Sink

Have you ever noticed how your brain seems to unlock a secret level of productivity when you’re doing something mindless? I’m talking about those moments of clarity that strike while folding laundry, weeding the garden, or in my case, tackling a mountain of dirty dishes. It’s like my brain, freed from the shackles of active thinking, decides to treat me to an impromptu TED Talk, starring yours truly, with a sponge in hand.

deep in an existential crisis, all thanks to a casserole dish. I start pondering the nature of cleanliness, the arbitrary standards we set for ourselves, and whether or not I should invest in a microscope to truly assess the hygiene of my kitchenware.

The Soap Opera Unfolding in My Sponge

Another time, I was captivated by the drama playing out right there in my sponge. As I squeezed out the soapy water, I imagined the countless tiny bubbles as individual lives, each with their own hopes, dreams, and fears. Some bubbles, clinging desperately to the sponge, seemed terrified of the unknown world beyond. Others, plump and full of themselves, seemed eager to break free and make their mark on the world (or at least the drying rack).

And then, in one swift motion, I wiped the sponge across a plate, obliterating an entire civilization of bubbles in the process. It was brutal. It was heartbreaking. It made me question my role in this grand cosmic play and whether I was destined to be a benevolent creator or a ruthless destroyer of worlds (or at least, you know, soap bubbles).