❝ Like the brief doomed flare of exploding suns that registers dimly on blind men's eyes, the beginning of the horror passed almost unnoticed; in the shriek of what followed, in fact, was forgotten and perhaps not connected to the horror at all. It was difficult to judge. ❞
Currently reading: The Exorcist, by William Peter Blatty.
Currently working on: I haven't touched my dad's Christmas blanket this past week, as I've been sick, but after I finish this post I hope to put on a movie and get comfortable and start on it again; I'm feeling much better. The black yarn for my temperature blanket hasn't come in the mail yet, so it's missing a hexagon, but I've started the second row, with light green, Pistache. It's a yellowish-green, I'm not too sure why I went with this color, especially when it's such a sharp contrast to the dark green (Light Sage) but I don't dislike it enough to kick it out the blanket.
Once again, let's see if I can finish my dad's blanket by next Wednesday.