Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Christmas Socks
close-up of cabling on a pair of socks I knit this Christmas. Looks difficult but really it's not that hard!
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