(Dec 5)
Ahh! How is it the 5th already! I don't want to leave! I want to stay here in my safe place... oh, I don't have to leave. I can leave when I want to. Hm, then I guess I should stop stressing.
Today I saw a woman washing clothes in a nepali skirt and pink and purple stripped socks. I love this country. Yesterday I set off on a great quest for needle, thread, and fabric. My hand hungered for something to occupy it. It's enjoying itself embroidering Buddhist symbols and (in the absents of my book) making up its own stitches.
My next project is to find knitting needles and ask the lady at the monks favorite tea shop to teach me to knit. (Remind me how to knit, sorry Grandma.)
Ahh! How is it the 5th already! I don't want to leave! I want to stay here in my safe place... oh, I don't have to leave. I can leave when I want to. Hm, then I guess I should stop stressing.
Today I saw a woman washing clothes in a nepali skirt and pink and purple stripped socks. I love this country. Yesterday I set off on a great quest for needle, thread, and fabric. My hand hungered for something to occupy it. It's enjoying itself embroidering Buddhist symbols and (in the absents of my book) making up its own stitches.
My next project is to find knitting needles and ask the lady at the monks favorite tea shop to teach me to knit. (Remind me how to knit, sorry Grandma.)
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