I must remember for next winter that this is just a bad time of year for me. Good things happen, but I’m just not fully functional when it’s cold and dark. Last year, I only managed 2 blog posts by the end of February, and that seems about right for my energy levels at this time of year.
The knitted beret was a total failure. I have a feeling the pattern is fine, but my knitting skills aren’t! My ‘beret’ was a misshapen, uneven bag. Definitely too many rows, and possibly more than a few missed stitches as well- my concentration wasn’t up for the (honestly quite simple) task. In my defence, the chenille yarn didn’t show stitch definition, so I wasn’t able to see my mistakes and correct them as I went along. Also, though the final knit does feel lovely, the yarn wasn’t especially nice to handle while knitting. That surprised me, but it is worth knowing as the making experience is important to my enjoyment of the final product. Anyway, my current bus project is pulling the whole thing out and winding it back into a ball.
Now for the nightmare bit. No, the knitting isn’t related to the nightmares, as far as I can tell.
I’m one of those people who don’t remember their dreams well, but I do have nightmares that repeat the same motifs or tropes. Logically, it may see that repeated exposure would make those elements less frightening, but that just isn’t the way dreams work, now, is it? In the past few weeks, I’ve noticed a new recurring nightmare element: leaving “something” on the bus. The “something” isn’t precisely defined, there’s just a feeling of dread that it was left on the bus. These aren’t hag-ridden nightmares, but definitely bad dreams that I’m glad to wake up from. I’ve commuted by train, metro and, in ages past, by car, but this is the first time I’ve had repeated nightmares about leaving something behind. Something new every day, eh?