Strings
I had a hemp necklace. It was made and fastened in such a way that I couldn't take it off, ever, and as a result it got worn out fairly quickly (about 5 months). A couple days ago, it broke off.
I'm working on a new necklace now, and I'm about 40 stitches in. I am, however, at an impasse; I just noticed that I screwed up some of the first stitches I did. Fixing them would mean undoing everything subsequent and then redoing it afterwards; but if I go further, I may end up getting annoyed at the faults even later, and having to do still more work to fix them at that point.
This entry is a metaphor - I just don't know what for.
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I think it’s a metaphor for happiness. . . i dont really know how. . . but it makes sense. . hehehe, awesome journal btw.
Posted by Jenny at November 3, 2002 10:29 AM :: Link