Oh man, is work busy. Saps the energy right out of me! That’s ok, though, I think. I get up, I go deal with work, I come home, I pass out and sleep badly. Ah well. That’s life.

Life’s funny, you know? I know I complain rather a lot about a few things (for which I do apologize to my friends- sorry to make you listen to that, guys!) but I realized this morning, that I’m feeling pretty empty of words these days. Makes for bad blogging, ultimately, but I’m feeling rather at peace with it. It’s a sort of feeling of contented apathy, I think. At least that’s how I’m going to describe it right now. It leaves plenty of space for random thoughts to wander through my brain.

I guess that’s one reason I’m so thoroughly enjoying the book-on-CD I just bought. Well, I guess it’s less of a “book” on CD so much as a series of interview conversations with Joseph Campbell about myths, and the meaning of myths in people’s lives. IT’s really fascinating, I think, getting into burial rituals and the symbolism behind a lot of stuff.

It’s also making me feel much more connected to my spinning and my knitting. I’ve been finding that quiet more and more easily when I sit down with the spindle or the needles. It seems to connect me with my great grandmother, who grew up on a sheep farm, and her mother, and so on through countless generations of men and women who did what I’m doing now, using pretty much the same tools. Just amazing. I love that.

*edit* I know there’s no pictures here, and that makes for dull blogging. I’ll get you your pictures when I have the energy to focus for more than 5 seconds at a time.