You can't choose what stays and what fades away. ~ Florence + the Machine



Hmm. Wish I could.

While part of me wouldn't be at all sad if members of my family decided to never speak to me again, even if they had been looking for me for 33 years, the other part looks at the EIGHT kumihimo cuffs in progress, in the last week, and thinks maybe I need to get more unexpected letters and sudden emails...

It's a trade off. Bad memories or a sudden creative burst. Too bad they were linked in this case.