This week past has been one where I ran out of things to say, opinions, or thoughts. In terms of accomplishment it was quite good. The ugly socks were given, the new ones cast on ( I am on the insteps of them now) I saw an adequate number of clients to match with the bills, Knitted heels into two socks( thus renovating two derelict pairs), went places with the footless man, planned the spinning demonstration for the second graders at the local school, visited both sprats and my parents and went to two potlucks. I just didn't seem to have a thought or opinion about any of this.
In looking it all over I think that I am in a spring funk.
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Edward Gorey and some additions
This is my place to practice writing, let off steam and let people I know into what is going on.
No one walked down Bleak Street at night—not where hobgoblins hobnobbed, skeletons skulked, vampires vamped, and the dumpster behind the Chinese buffet smelled like zombies.
dances with needles
Edward Gorey and some additions
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