For the first time in what feels like forever I slept a whole night without nightmares.
Instead of monsters, death, panic, waking up with my heart going 1000mph and tears streaming down my face, I dreamed of kittens and yarn.
I woke up with a smile on my face, today.
I really want to get back into knitting again(just a little late, season-wise). I know the basics, but I've never had the patience to learn enough to make mittens or beanies or other cozy things. But after last night, I feel like I have the energy to give it another try.
Don't run with scissors.