Take it from me that one-day of side-ponytails and shoulder pains can and will go hand-in-hand for what will seem like six months.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Knitting doesn't make you feel bad
Its one of those weekends where you don't exactly have so much work as you nearly do every other weekend, you know? There are not many items on the checklist on your smartphone reminding you that you really need to tick this one off the list. You want to wind up a little after what seems to be a lifetime ago, so you end up doing just that.
You sit in front of the T.V., and The Amazing Spider Man starts airing. You watch a little bit of it and decide that it wasn't as bad as you thought after all; you shouldn't have been judgmental about it right from the start to begin with though...I mean, they can't obviously spill in millions of dollars to simply remake a story of what had already existed since a few decades past, right?
Yes, so you realize that you were judgmental about this Spider Man movie and swear to yourself that you're over it and that you're not going to do this judgmental thing with movies again.
On the next channel, P.S. I Love You starts airing and yess. That is exactly when you simply want to drop whatever you're doing, whatever that's in your hand, finish munching the nearly left-over lunch from this afternoon...and just, well..turn off the lights around you and make the room as dark as possible, drag a chair very close to the T.V., and start watching the movie already.
This movie, you had watched when you had just recently broken up with your boyfriend last year and it left you in such a mess. And this time this year? It is going to be your one-year break-up anniversary in three more days and this movie just..just airs. You want to watch it just for the sheer want of feeling the fat tears roll down your cheeks while you watch how Gerry wants his darling Holly to move on with her life after he's gone. And deep down, you know that you want to watch it just to challenge yourself; you want to see for yourself as to how you are now while watching this movie and understand the drastic changes from the person you were while watching the same movie.
Beautifulness. Well, is that a word? No, it is not. But right now, beautifulness feels as whole and meaningful as any other word in the English lexicon would. I've gotten better, yeah..
But once the opening credits of the movie rolled up, I felt numbing. I felt like I had itch to do something productive. I felt it so badly although I wanted to do nothing else but sit tight and watch the movie. May this is one of the waning effects of PMS.
So there you were--rushing around a little slowly (nice contrast eh) to grab your knitting bag, the yarn that's been wound into a makeshift vase and the size 5 needles that feel full in your fingers. You grabbed the chair you'd been on earlier and pull it a little closer to the T.V. than before. You watch the movie, and you knit. That's all.
Red thread sliding in and out between your fingers give you a good feeling, a feeling that makes you think of yourself as worthy. Worthy of what exactly? Hmm, that's hard to put a finger on. Don't you think?
But that's the thing about knitting: it makes you feel good..it assures you that you're not whiling away your time on a romcom but are actually making something productive! It makes you guilt-free that way and that, is beautiful.
I mean hey, how many of us have a positive feel of having "achieved" something after watching a chick flick? Ding ding ding, we have a winner in the room and that's me! I do!!
I did today after I knitted yet another red little square! :D
So yes! Knitting doesn't make you feel bad! ;)
You sit in front of the T.V., and The Amazing Spider Man starts airing. You watch a little bit of it and decide that it wasn't as bad as you thought after all; you shouldn't have been judgmental about it right from the start to begin with though...I mean, they can't obviously spill in millions of dollars to simply remake a story of what had already existed since a few decades past, right?
Yes, so you realize that you were judgmental about this Spider Man movie and swear to yourself that you're over it and that you're not going to do this judgmental thing with movies again.
On the next channel, P.S. I Love You starts airing and yess. That is exactly when you simply want to drop whatever you're doing, whatever that's in your hand, finish munching the nearly left-over lunch from this afternoon...and just, well..turn off the lights around you and make the room as dark as possible, drag a chair very close to the T.V., and start watching the movie already.
This movie, you had watched when you had just recently broken up with your boyfriend last year and it left you in such a mess. And this time this year? It is going to be your one-year break-up anniversary in three more days and this movie just..just airs. You want to watch it just for the sheer want of feeling the fat tears roll down your cheeks while you watch how Gerry wants his darling Holly to move on with her life after he's gone. And deep down, you know that you want to watch it just to challenge yourself; you want to see for yourself as to how you are now while watching this movie and understand the drastic changes from the person you were while watching the same movie.
Beautifulness. Well, is that a word? No, it is not. But right now, beautifulness feels as whole and meaningful as any other word in the English lexicon would. I've gotten better, yeah..
But once the opening credits of the movie rolled up, I felt numbing. I felt like I had itch to do something productive. I felt it so badly although I wanted to do nothing else but sit tight and watch the movie. May this is one of the waning effects of PMS.
So there you were--rushing around a little slowly (nice contrast eh) to grab your knitting bag, the yarn that's been wound into a makeshift vase and the size 5 needles that feel full in your fingers. You grabbed the chair you'd been on earlier and pull it a little closer to the T.V. than before. You watch the movie, and you knit. That's all.
Red thread sliding in and out between your fingers give you a good feeling, a feeling that makes you think of yourself as worthy. Worthy of what exactly? Hmm, that's hard to put a finger on. Don't you think?
But that's the thing about knitting: it makes you feel good..it assures you that you're not whiling away your time on a romcom but are actually making something productive! It makes you guilt-free that way and that, is beautiful.
I mean hey, how many of us have a positive feel of having "achieved" something after watching a chick flick? Ding ding ding, we have a winner in the room and that's me! I do!!
I did today after I knitted yet another red little square! :D
So yes! Knitting doesn't make you feel bad! ;)
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