the peace in every eye.
now i find myself watching Dawson’s Creek when i’m supposed to be studying for my history final; a sad mental smirk as i acknowledge how adolescent my life is these days… whatever, its still a good show.
i killed sock #2. there it was almost done & fitting nowhere:
ugh, it makes me uncomfortable to look at that picture. sheesh. next time i’ll consider how polio my legs are and take it in a dozen or so. still, the pattern isn’t so terrible. it may be a good experience to attempt my own adjustments and see where it goes.