1. As a knitter, I've always been familiar with some of the common myths and dilemmas. Like the curse of the boyfriend sweater, second sock syndrome, yarn chicken, to frog (you rip it, get it??), tink (to knit backwards to undo a mistake) ^_^ But I was not prepared for SLEEVE ISLAND. Which legitimately surprised me? Like, I survived the yoke and the body so I thought theoretically make the smaller rounds of the sleeves feel faster but I get it now. It's just oddly tedious. I've been casting on a new sweater while working on sleeves and going back and forth and it seems to help me but jeez!
  2. Last weekend I made empanadillas like my family made when I was growing up. I didn't appreciate them like I should back then because I was a very picky eater. Learning how much I love them and bringing this bit of home is cathartic. From chopping the cilantro, making earthy achiote oil, and shredding the chicken by hand, it's a labor of love. A slow process to make something delicious to nourish and to also tie a thread of my past to offer to my family.
  3. There's such a fragility in kindness. I always feel I am one missed word or mistated sentiment away from losing the goodwill of others. The last time I saw my father was after he had returned briefly after his over decade-long disappearance. I refused to try to convince my mother on his behalf to not sue him for skirting away from child-support. He wasn't happy. The last opportunity for him to teach me that I must earn kindness and work hard to keep it. That was 20 years ago.
  4. I don't cry much lately. There was a time this year where I felt I would drown in tears. But now I feel as if something snapped in me, and I feel very numb and quiet. Once in a blue moon, I will sit on the couch, close my eyes, and quietly follow the trajectory of each tear, as it very slowly rolls down my cheek. It reminds me of a verse of a song by Shakira: La verdad es que también // Lloro una vez al mes // Sobre todo cuando hay frío
  5. Current obsessions: Fuzzy yarns, Puzzle & Dragons, mallsoft, homemade granola.
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It had taken him all his life to understand this, but even unlikable things have worth. It was how, after all, he’d learned to live with himself. .
– Sarah Addison (Other Birds)