The most time consuming element of folding laundry is turning everything (shirts, mainly) right-side-out. Therefore, this time around I’m just not going to bother, and if you see me wearing anything inside-out, you’ll know why. Hopefully after their next run through the laundry gauntlet they’ll have all turned themselves right-side-out in the same manner as they had turned themselves inside-out in the first place, in that inexplicable yet highly consistent laundry phenomenon which manifests itself, I believe, in the dryer.