Trying to sort things out in my mind. Sorting. The time of year I guess. No luck today really. Got a bit of stitching done. I'll talk about that tomorrow at Diaries. Not today. Today, well, just gonna sit and stare and try to figure out why I feel so confused. Perhaps holidays without Mom will be confusing for a while.
The year is winding down. December will be a month of undoing a few things, sorting in a way. I am changing my shop situation, said that before, finally getting to it. Classes are still "on sale" till tomorrow. Hoping to get a few more pieces done but who knows really. Just here, sorting it all out. My merchant mind is in hibernation. Booking flights to elsewhere, having thoughts about small journeys.Just here, warm, unsorted. Scraps of self in a heap. Sometimes the natural order of things is like that.
I'll gather myself under the cloth I call Home and rest a bit.
How slowly true and deep vision evolves. That is what I was thinking . And how selling work often means letting it go before it is done. Ripe. How confusing everything seems to me today. I am home. Staring. Ready for a pizza and wine ceremony.