Monday, December 28, 2009

End-of-December mood

Sometimes I just want to write and write until everything gets sorted out. A jumble of thoughts, memories, feelings, impulses, resolutions. Being focused toward the future. Making changes. Doing things differently. Becoming a NEW PERSON. Wanting to write and write. But also wanting to do, see things change.

So, I have three large bins of wool and knitting projects lined up in the living room. Formerly, they were all stashed in open cubes in the hallway so I would have easy access to them. But it has been so long since I worked on them. Feel compelled to finish the many projects in all states of doneness, one by one. Like the baby blanket for a "baby" who is now about 24 years old....

Rearrange my house. Box up more books to sell. The small satisfaction of moving a large stacks of books from the floor onto just-emptied bookcase shelves. "Eliminate and concentrate." But so many other things to finish. Scrambling to order the unorderly in order to MOVE ON--while there is yet time....