Bitches Get Stitches

i am so. behind.

in the past two weeks or so,
i’ve been fighting off some kind of plague
and been dealing with the death of my grandpa.
it’s been one of those times when one is reminded
that being an adult fucking sucks.

(it also means there might be some big life changes in my future)

but for right now,
i have a lot of catching up to do.



so of course i’ve cast on a boneyard.
i never get bored of a plain triangular shawl.
i imagine it’s what sock knitting is like for sock knitters.

and so i’ll sit here a while longer,
ignoring the pile of work in the other room,
trying to remember what it felt like before i had responsibilities.
those were the days.

*t-10 days to rhinebeck.