I’m not dead yet!
Though work may be trying to kill me.
It’s been a long time since I wrote anything. The job really does seem like it’s sucking the life out of me, one day at a time. Sapping my will to live, draining me of anything remotely resembling spark or individuality or wonder. It’s working with super cranky people doing way too many things, and I am tired.
*clutches Stephanie’s new book* Came along right when I needed it. Because, in the end, she is the voice for those who can’t put it into words, and helps us celebrate and revel in this awesome craft/gift, that’s so much bigger than yarn on some needles.
::wanders off to find the right needles to cast on…something right the hell now::