Knitting, Botany, Mycology, Nature, Adventure, and Life... in no particular order.
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I have another brief post I was working on, but it doesn’t feel right for now. Then again nothing feels right now. Now I have that strange post-wake feeling, the one where you’re tired, and happy to have seen family, and sad, and numb, and tired and sad. You’re trying not to really think about what is happening to the people in the middle of it all, let alone yourself. You remember old times, tell stories, make jokes, share.
Right now I am filled with all these things. I also keep thinking I wish I had knit my aunt something. I bet she would have really enjoyed having something hand knit. I should have made the time. Then I feel selfish for thinking it. Then I think it some more.
I think my brain is tired and trying to cope. I doubt tomorrow will be any better
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