So I'm going to update y'all on what's been on or in my mind recently. I cannot get T. Rex songs out of my head right now. I like to boogie as much as the next chick, but the songs keep playing over and over in my head and now I'm tired of boogeying, putting black cats on my shoulders (I have three), and dancing with lizard leather boots on (ew). None of my projects are progressing right now, but that's not T. Rex's fault. The Wasabi Peas socks haven't gone passed the top of the cuff, my new psychadelic colored Noro top doesn't have even one lace repeat completed, and the Jared Flood Bridgewater shawl is going nowhere (this is the shawl I started so I could be a step ahead of one of my friends, fat chance!)... I have no time to knit teeny tiny lace in my house. Ok, no more griping. Everything gets done one stitch at a time. And, in that vein...
Things and thoughts just seem to pile up around me and inside of my head. The future, the future, you're all I've been thinking about lately. Lists of things I have yet to do in preparation for school, for more life, haunt me at every turn and I sit back sometimes and wonder why I haven't completed as much as I should have, when I should have. I hate that word, should. It implies so many things; passed up goals, missed opportunities, sloth, past potential. Shake it off. We all think these things, right? But this life, this day, this project, that job isn't about the end product. Cliche coming... It's about the journey there and the meanderings and diversions along the way. And it's all one thing at a time, just take care of what I can in this moment.
If I had finished school, etc, and my life had gone according to plan, I wouldn't be in this spot right now; I wouldn't know the people that I know, I wouldn't have seen the places I have seen. This world has pushed a great deal in front of my eyes, and without the disappointments and failures I have experienced, I wouldn't know how to appreciate things that truly count; watching my kitten chase dream spiders (she hallucinates a lot), feeling the springtime sun, humming along to T. Rex (see, slipped that one back in there), and taking unexpected opportunities that lead to far more enriching experiences than driving a luxury car and having, having, having a load of fancy crap to show off to others. To be continued... ;)
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