Wave after wave…slowly drifting (Waves/Mr. Probz)
Often I’ll get a line from a song stuck in my head that describes how I’m feeling. Totally random. Drifting, free form, racing thoughts.
Please quiet my mind. Still… be still.
My mind is on fire. Quench this thirst. Leaping flames. Can’t think straight. Something has to give. System overload. Man down.
Knitting reflects my thoughts and feelings: good or bad, happy or sad. If I’m feeling bad it’s reflected in my work. My stitches and tension are uneven. I tend to drop lots of stitches and the piece looks sloppy. It’s hard to concentrate on even the simplest pattern. I knit at a much slower pace and still wind up with mistakes that need to be fixed. And just like with real life you weigh your options: how noticeable is it? Can I live with? Is it with fixing?
Charlie is the main man in my life so you’ll be hearing about him too!
He’s my Boo!
I despise this program. I’ve been locked out for almost two hours because it would not accept any codes. I seem to have it working now. Will see if I can log back on