I decided to take up crocheting. My lovely friend taught me how, and I love it. I feel so useful. It’s a good feeling. No matter how meaningless school or work feels, I can pick up some crocheting and actually see visual progress in something.

I’m the one forming this chaotic ball of sting into something of use. I’m the one who decides when it will be finished or even if it will be finished. I decided to finish my first scarf today. It’s orange and fluffy and wonderful.