Last night, I had the unusual experience of not knowing what to do with myself. My schoolwork for the semester is finished, and I'm taking a break from academic stuff for the week to let my mind recuperate before I get going on the thesis again (it's the only thing left between me and graduating right now, so I'm determined to complete it this semester). One of my best friends, who usually comes over on Sundays, is visiting family for the holidays, so our weekly dinner and a children's movie didn't happen.
So J. and I felt a little lost last night. I finished a Christmas present. We watched an episode of Firefly (Shindig, fantastic just on the basis Kaylee's dress, not mentioning many other great parts of the episode), played a couple rounds of Ascension (I won), and I got the fruitcake and Christmas puddings started. But the evening still felt weird, like something was missing. No stress from deadlines, maybe.
Today was a little less weird, since there were things to do, but I still feel up in the air. Like reality has been briefly suspended and will come crashing back down to surprise me.
In the meantime, I guess I'll keep knitting.
About Me
- Anna
- I finally finished an MA in linguistics in 2013 and recently embarked on the messy adventure that is parenthood. I like to write about language, books, crafts, religion and lack thereof, gender and sexuality, and parenting. Find me on Ravelry as Winnifred17 and on Craftster as Winnifred.
Quotes
"Nothing feeds the center so much as creative work, even humble kinds like cooking and sewing."
-Anne Morrow Lindbergh
-Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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