I'm so fucking tired right now I can't think of a better title, but it sums up what I've been going through over the past week and a half.
That thing that happened in Paris? Yeah. Completely derailed me. Normally I am not overly affected by such atrocities, as it is human nature for some to destroy. We will never have world peace- even if we could identify every violent psycho/sociopath in the world and eliminate them, millions more are born every day. That's why the best way to work towards peace is to prepare for war. Paris, not being a third world shithole, should never have been subjected to those atrocities. The French government failed not only its own citizens, but the international tourists as well.
Anyhow, the shock of the attack affected me really, really deeply. Only now am I starting to pull myself back together and re-focus myself. I've mentioned before that my creative urges are at their strongest in the face of misery and darkness, and I think it's because I feel the need to create tangible beauty to combat whatever forces of evil have been lurking. So I've had MAJOR castonitis for the last week and a half, but I've made some great stuff. A pair of gray and black striped knee highs, a pair of socks with my first ever afterthought heels, a beautiful hat which is now up in my shop, and another pair of socks that I cast on tonight. I just finished dyeing a whole batch of sock yarn too- well, mostly over dyeing. Only one skein was white. One I had previously dyed and wasn't satisfied with, and the rest just looked like they'd appreciate makeovers. So now they're all gorgeous and lovely and drying, and... I REALLY need to get into Christmas knitting and baby knitting. Holy shitttt. Not gonna panic, just gotta really buckle down and get started. I've got time.
But I really just wanna knit a whole bunch of socks :-(
That thing that happened in Paris? Yeah. Completely derailed me. Normally I am not overly affected by such atrocities, as it is human nature for some to destroy. We will never have world peace- even if we could identify every violent psycho/sociopath in the world and eliminate them, millions more are born every day. That's why the best way to work towards peace is to prepare for war. Paris, not being a third world shithole, should never have been subjected to those atrocities. The French government failed not only its own citizens, but the international tourists as well.
Anyhow, the shock of the attack affected me really, really deeply. Only now am I starting to pull myself back together and re-focus myself. I've mentioned before that my creative urges are at their strongest in the face of misery and darkness, and I think it's because I feel the need to create tangible beauty to combat whatever forces of evil have been lurking. So I've had MAJOR castonitis for the last week and a half, but I've made some great stuff. A pair of gray and black striped knee highs, a pair of socks with my first ever afterthought heels, a beautiful hat which is now up in my shop, and another pair of socks that I cast on tonight. I just finished dyeing a whole batch of sock yarn too- well, mostly over dyeing. Only one skein was white. One I had previously dyed and wasn't satisfied with, and the rest just looked like they'd appreciate makeovers. So now they're all gorgeous and lovely and drying, and... I REALLY need to get into Christmas knitting and baby knitting. Holy shitttt. Not gonna panic, just gotta really buckle down and get started. I've got time.
But I really just wanna knit a whole bunch of socks :-(
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