I started knitting again.
I’t seem I have found pleasure in monotonous work.
Gradually I have become quite go for it.
Two times front, one behind, two times front, one behind.
My fingers do the work for me.
Two times front, one behind.
I knit and knit.
The hours fly by and I levitate with them.
I never knitted with wool like the common kitter. My wool is not shaggy and doesn’t scratch my cheek.
Even though I am pretty new in the field of knitting, I knit with thoughts.
The thoughts are merged into one another and create this perfect third.
Two times front, one behind.
They create an invisible blanket that I warm myself under.
The blanket has a few holes, some irregularities and even some loose ends here and there.
But I made it myself.!
And if I do say so myself, It actually looks quite nice.
As I sit there and let your fingers glide through the fine material: two times front, one behind, two times front, behind. I discover a piece of blanket is missing.
It was stolen from me.
I immediately get more thoughts out.
Suddenly more and more of the blanket starts to disappear. Bit by bit.
The sweat coming from behind.
Two times front, one behind,
I knit faster.
Two times front, one behind.
I try to bring more thoughts out, but soon there are no more of the good ones left.
So thoughts about him, slipping into the pattern.
And wupti! Just as suddenly as he becomes a part of the pattern, it disappears.
Faster and faster I knit now!
Two times front, one behind, two times front of a rear!
Sweat rushes forward and my fingers are cramping.
I panic! All of my work!
All the good thought in my blanket!
Haps!
And the last bite was taken.
With sore fingers, empty of any good thoughts, I sit back, disappointed.
Saddened and Deprived of my own thoughts.
Then I remember that I probably used some of the thoughts about him in my blanket.
You see,
I’ve got a new friend.
The Celptomania is his name.
It’s probably him!
He’s a predator for my thoughts.
But there’s no other way.
So I short the thoughts I have left, although they not all good.
And start over.
But this time with a different tactic.
Because I’m smarter than him!
Just wait! I think to my self and start my new blanket with this thought.
