sweet kinder spends her free choice time playing with the doll house.
when i stop over for a visit and ask why all the people are facing one way
she tells me they are waiting in line for the one bathroom.
(if you look closely, all the way to the right,
you’ll see the one toilet with someone sitting on it,
as well as a chef serving food out of a window,
and more people and animals scattered around downstairs)
what an amazing real world scenario.
how can i not love every single day of my job?
‘waiting in line is a great opportunity to meet people, daydream, or play.’