Way to breathe, no breath.

It's amazing how fast things can change from day to day. Not things, though - you. Your perspective can be completely different.

I took another quilting class over the weekend, and once again stayed late every night I could and spent hours at a stretch, doing the same thing over and over and really enjoying it. I've thought for a while that the nice things about the quilting classes were that you got a space to work in - a 6' table that was yours, gloriously yours. But I guess another big part of it is time. I spent two and a half days thinking about little other than quilting. I dreamed about quilting.

And now, come Monday, my world is completely different again.