It wasn’t just about the closing of Red Room.
It was a series of small things slowly piling up.
They all just came to head at the same time.
Red Room was the best cover up.
Scrambling to get back to center I searched.
Meditation here, small talk there, coffee at Philz.
Long walks, bookstore visits and meals alone.
Sitting on the bench and people watching.
Little by little they all added up.
I thought about my knitting needles.
And just like that I decided to knit again.
I have forgotten how quickly a knit and a purl can cure!
I haven’t been able to put my needles down.
Knitting every moment I can.
One doesn’t really have to go far to enjoy life’s perks.
You just have to remember where to find it!