Me as a kawaii crochet hook.

I had the kind of weekend where I couldn’t focus my attention but I had too much mental energy and my body felt like a wet rag. I couldn’t crochet. It wasn’t peaceful and that was concerning in itself. I tried doing something else creative from my bin of creativity but that felt empty too. Just felt like I was spinning my wheels and my brain wouldn’t level out.

I hate days like that.

But I did rediscover Phil Collin’s No Jacket Required CD. So that’s something I guess.