no matter how well planned and counted sometimes i end up short of warp ends. not fun especially when they have been custom dyed for the project as in this case. good thing i still had some murasaki steeping in alcohol. now time will take its course with the yarns.
in the meantime staring at my design wall and having a feeling that all of this is irrelevant given the situation. thinking about life and how it goes on. though not in the superficial sitcom way we're used to where even the most compelling issues have to be solved in twenty minutes. not even in the let's not think about it and keep moving way.
comfort came by way of one of my favorite reads.
and outside is raining and thundering. ides of march?
neki desu