when the so called "end" of the year rolls around we are often left with unfinished things and strangely this arbitrary edge of time seems a boundary between past and future. or sometimes even success and failure. i am losing the anxiety that used to hover over me when it comes to calendars. instead i am delighted by scraps of unfinished thought surrounding me. the great thing about slow is the endless playground it creates. the opportunity to mend the worn spaces between ideas... to bridge gaps....so i am thinking of pairing a new piece with an old one. because i like the feel of the two thoughts combined. i have lots of gaps to fill so i suppose i will be mending more than posting for the next few weeks.