So I have not been knitting. I have not been:
That's where I draw the line_____________________________________________________
For every action that helps me feel I know who I am or who I am opening up to being - there is an equal and opposite reaction that scoots me in the direction of the person who is like everyone else in this stinkin' rat race. There's a reason they call it a 'rat' race. I don't know about you, but I don't want to be a rat. But 5 days a week, in order to earn a paycheck, I have to be a rat. Then I get to come clean on the weekends and be.....oh I don't know.....a salamander or something.
Sorry, I like salamanders. And they are indicators of a healthy ecosystem so totally fitting here. Well eventually being a rat 5 days out of the week for 365 days a year begins to wear on you.
It's tough. Very tough to maintain a level above what this world wants you to sink to. It's especially tough when your own family looks at you like you have 6 heads because you want to do something different even though you've been taking a different road from everyone else for your entire existence.
What's the saying; Well behaved women rarely make history?
Well sorry but I believe that it's possible to change the world....one rat-in-to-one-salamander at a time.