Here I go again. A brief peak inside my head.
I had a dream/nightmare brought on by a recent plurk chat. It was about the ball of yarn that never ends, so I have to keep knitting until it is finished…Like an automaton. No love, no passion, just continuous knitting. It was reminiscent of the story of the Red Shoes. Now please correct me if I’m wrong, but didn’t she dance until someone asked her to cut off her feet?

If I am remembering it correctly, then –what a terrible children’s story—-.

I still love knitting. I can’t wait to do my shows, but knit until someone chops off my hands…Nice dream —-shut up brain.