It’s been a while since I last wrote. Things here have been a little hectic, and when I haven’t been rushing off to jobs, I’ve been trying to keep up with the apartment and trying not let the anxiety and depression monsters dominate my existence. When you’re little, monsters are actual creatures that hide under your bed or in your closet. They are monsters that can be defeated with a flick of the light switch or kept at bay by your trusty pet. As an adult, those monsters are more insidious, creeping into your line of sight in broad daylight, following in your shadow as you move about the city, or hovering on your shoulder whispering horrible lies into your ear until you believe that the things they say are the truth, and that they come naturally from your own thoughts. However, a dear friend sent me a text message today which reminded me that not only have I not written in my blog for a while, but I’ve been in danger of retreating into the cocoon I have created to shield myself from the monsters’ influence rather than bursting forth with shield and sword in hand. So in attempt to at least wound these monsters that haunt the darker corners of my mind, I am resolved to write this blog post. En guard!
Months ago, this friend sent me a letter (a real handwritten letter on pretty paper in a real envelope with a stamp and everything), to which I have not yet responded. I have no excuse for this neglect, and as such I dedicate this blog post to her and the question she posed in her letter:
How do you incorporate the things you knit to wear into your wardrobe without overwhelming the eye with color and pattern?